I remember the old me 我记得以前的我

The one that was hesitant and simple 这是犹豫和简单的一

Afraid, tolerant and invisible 害怕，好奇的和不可见

Only notice when I was at the end of a punchline or a punch 只有注意到，当我在一个笑点或打孔的结束

And punchlines hurt more 和punchlines伤害更大

With a bruised identity and a shattered perception of who I was 一个伤痕累累的身份和我是谁，一个支离破碎的看法

I confined myself to a carousel ì局限自己旋转木马

A merry go round, that was less merry and more toxic 一个快乐的去圆，那是不太愉快的和更具毒性

A systematic awkwardness 一个系统的尴尬

A discomfort in disconnect with salvation 与救赎断开不适

A punishment deserved 而做出的惩罚当之无愧

A loneliness inherited because I did not fit in with them 孤独感遗传，因为我没有跟他们适合

I lingered in a constant nightmare 我徘徊在一个恒定的噩梦

Sleepwalking my days away 梦游我的天遥

Helplessly, hopelessly, Horrified 无奈，无望，吓傻了

An inperfection waiting for surgical hands to reach down and Lipo suck my existence 一个inperfection等待手术的手，达到降低和前列地吮吸我的存在

From a world that had ridiculed and booby trapped me into an empty shell of worthlessness 从世界嘲笑了和诱杀被困我到毫无价值的空壳

When will it stop 什么时候才是个头

I remember the day I stopped trying to figure out who I was 我记得我停了一天想弄清楚我是谁

And instead I asked the question 而不是我问的问题

"Why do they hate me?" “他们为什么恨我吗？”

Because hate is conveniently fueled by fear 因为讨厌便利，来源于恐惧

And fear is a much easier emotion than courage 怕是一个容易得多的情感比勇气

So why are they scared of me? 那么，为什么他们把我吓坏了吗？

Why did I not fit in, with them? 为什么我不适合，他们？

Armed with poison tip tongues they released the stockpile of venomous delusions and hatred 有了毒尖的舌头，他们发布了有毒的妄想和仇恨的储备

Freak, weirdo, faggot, loser, misfit, different they howled 怪胎，怪人，柴草，失败者，失配，不同的他们怒吼

But you see 但是你看

My lexicon does not succumb to your meaningless ignorance and lack of originality 我的词典不会屈从于你的意义的无知和缺乏原创性

My shoulders have carried the weight of a thousand voiceless screams 我的肩膀上都进行了上千无声的尖叫声重

So I stand here before you and say 所以，我站在你们面前，说

"Do your worst" “做你最”

Words are wind and your weapon of choice will no longer control me 话是风和你选择的武器将不再管我

You will no longer render me inferior 您将不再呈现我自卑

So while they dwell in that pitiful superficial cave 因此，尽管他们在这可怜肤浅的山洞住

The flames of the roaring fire dance upon the wall 在熊熊燃烧的篝火舞在墙上的火焰

They remain mentally shackled 他们保持精神上的禁锢

Possessed by the puppet shadows, projected before them 由木偶阴影附身，在他们之前预计

Distorted vibrations cocooned by the unaware 由不知情茧扭曲振动

Cookie cutter personality with hollowed minds 俗套的个性与思想掏空

For that is their reality 因为这是他们的现实

They tried to confine me to the night (ha ha) 他们试图限制我夜（哈哈）

But I like the taste of the dark 但我喜欢黑暗的味道

And as I looked through the cracks in the wall an untangled the cobwebs of thought 正如我在墙上的一个解开思想的蜘蛛网看着通过裂缝

I finally know who I am 我终于知道我是谁

I will no longer be backhanded or backstabbed 我将不再反手或backstabbed

I can no longer backpaddle and blackout 我不能再backpaddle和遮光

I will no longer stand still and fear the worse 我将不再坐以待毙，怕坏

I've got a fettish for destruction and an appetit for creativity 我有一个fettish销毁和胃口创意

Razerbladed teardrops trickle down and slice my face into puddles of emotional distress and actualization Razerbladed泪珠滴下来，切开我的脸变成情绪困扰和现实化的水坑

I will no longer be tormented by illusion that being different is being wrong 我将不再被假象所折磨，作为不同的是自己的错误

A throwaway kid they called me 的可更换的孩子，他们打电话给我

And a throwaway kid I am 和暴殄天物的孩子，我

No longer empty and alone 不再空虚寂寞

Finally happy 最后，快乐的

That I will never fit in, with them 我永远不会适应，与他们