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
