Consume yourself with a pile of mud
Drown a man in a sea of dark hate
A filthy mind, and I fear I'm too late
To unlock the past, when you're covered in sin
The future's lock- boarded up, no more room to begin
Crave to create, and you crave to destroy
Your head finally pops, when the craving begins
Destructive tendencies- where your mind goes to rot
The killer lives in all of us, don't deny, you forgot
Creation stems and sparks from change, a place we go when we feel lost
I held the dagger in my hands, none of them will ever understand
Or feel the way I do...
Do you feel the way I do......?
The river is bending, writhing out of control
I'm fighting to stay alive, or maybe just stay afloat
I've lost the will
Popped the pill
Now I'm a ghost
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