what do you think you really know about pain and hatred give me something so that i don't feel a thing so i can get away from this reality embrace a single moment of peace a vivid mental release away from feeling diseased i am wasting away visualizing everything i could be i can see nothing but the end for me but i accept this curse
Burn -it feels like a cancer- Dig In -all these open sores- Repent -i don't need any answers- Rendering -a sense of no remorse-
any second really could be my last flashing reflections of my past no regrets only awful decisions i can handle the visions but this is not the way i wanted it i cant do this anymore body white and still, emotions galore i'm no more reduced to a corpse of the floor but i accept this curse
Burn -it feels like a cancer- Dig In -all these open sores- Repent -i don't need any answers- Rendering -a sense of no remorse-
do you really think you know what its all about do really think you have it all figured out take a walk in these wretched shoes see if you can take the abuse
i am floating in my own eternity of never ending discontent and the foundation in which this plane exists was built by my own hands
why do i even bother why do i even care why do i even exist that's the question here pain demands to be felt iv'e given up