You've killed yourself but you're still alive
You know your head is rotting cause
There's no soul behind your eyes
I wanna complain but there's no Way to describe the pain
There's nothing in your brain
Only disgust runs through your veins
And all you love will rot, all you Hate will not
It'll fester
Yeah it'll sting
Bend yourself a new world
Don't know why but it still hurts And
I hope it's for a reason, it's all Mental treason
This new life's real vulgar
While she's dead you hold her
Bones
And she breaks
Under pressure, under a fake
Identity
And you've been caught
And you'll rot
Really, really bad things It's a disease
And you'll freeze, oh it's crazy
Forgot how to breathe, so find a Place to
Sit down and
Wait to rot