IQ - Hardcore lyrics

Situation's now understood Indications all not so good Problems contain contradictions Take a bullet and fly where there are no restrictions Pulled right out of context Some pale, emotional pretext Never let it in, it's airtight Tell yourself again it's all right Last one to leave is the firstborn Hardcore identity gets careworn There's no strategy No means to take the weight off me Constrained by anxiety, consoled by belief Saved your sorry skin I hauled you from the broken wreckage All gone, from this point on Instead I stay dead