Couldn't sever your s*****ic ways
I wanted to burn the things that I can't change
If I could empty my brain,
I'd never come back.
As I rot in this cage,
like fresh mold wrapped in its discourse,
where everything said is being monitored
by the s*****ic cold machine.
Every breath incites that the flames burn bright,
and death invites me every day.
It came back around like clockwork,
translucent in its descent.
I could see that all is one,
and that hate was different.
I could lean over and stare into my soul.
It was deep like a well,
and in the darkness, I heard a voice.
It was telling me to leave.
As I rot in this cage,
I can't run. I just wait.
I made my escape
The voice caught up to me
It led me to my demons
It brought me to my knees
As I rot in this cage,
I can't run. I just wait.
I wanted to burn the things that I can't change
If I could empty my brain,
I'd never come back.
As I rot in this cage,
like fresh mold wrapped in its discourse,
where everything said is being monitored
by the s*****ic cold machine.
Every breath incites that the flames burn bright,
and death invites me every day.
It came back around like clockwork,
translucent in its descent.
I could see that all is one,
and that hate was different.
I could lean over and stare into my soul.
It was deep like a well,
and in the darkness, I heard a voice.
It was telling me to leave.
As I rot in this cage,
I can't run. I just wait.
I made my escape
The voice caught up to me
It led me to my demons
It brought me to my knees
As I rot in this cage,
I can't run. I just wait.