The stress I feel is poison, I can smell it in the air
I'm polluted with this toxic waste, and it's everywhere
The poison makes me sick and it hurts me very much
It damages my mind and makes my soul sensitive to the touch
This poison has a bitter taste that makes me wanna shout
I find another something to get the taste out of my mouth
This negativity is toxic, how it eats away at me
The chemical burns still linger but they're covered so you don't see
I'm gripping onto the last moments that I live
I'll shall die if I don't flush it out of my system, the amount will be big
This poison makes me nauseous, this poison makes me weak
This poison comes out of my eyes and trickles down each cheek
Now I've gotten a taste of a bitter pesticide
It comes to kill and not to heal, you can run but you can't hide
