Who's at Fault...?

Hello me...Meet the real me.And my misfits way of life.A dark black past is myMost valued possession.Hindsight is always 20-20,But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy.Speak of mutually assured destruction?Nice story...Tell it to Reader's Digest!!!Feeling paranoidTrue enemy or false friend?Anxiety's attacking me, andMy air is getting thin.I'm in trouble for the thingsI haven't got to yet.I'm chomping at the bit, and myPalms are getting wet, sweating bulletsHello me...It's me again.You can subdue, but never tame me.It gives me a migraine headacheThinking down to your level.Yea, just keep on thinking it's my faultAnd stay an inch or two outta kicking distance.Mankind has got to knowHis limitations.Feeling claustrophobic,Like the walls are closing in.Blood stains on my hands andI don't know where I've been.I'm in trouble for the thingsI haven't got to yet.I'm sharpening the axe and myPalms are getting wet, sweating bulletsWell, me...it's nice talking to myself,A credit to dementia.Some day you too will know my pain,And smile its black tooth grin.If the war inside my headWon't take a day off I'll be dead.My icy fingers claw your back,Here I come again.Once you committed meNow you've acquitted meClaiming validityFor your stupidityI'm chomping at the bitI'm sharpening the axeHere I come again, whoa!Sweating bullets