Walking backwards, trying to reset
Stitching many wounds from the needles that I fucked
Always falling behind, questioning the fall
And every answer ends with a knife in my hands
I’ll sleep where birds die – don't bury me
I’ll eat what's left of myself – I do not bleed
I’ll drink myself for real - I do not speak, I’ll hear
Then I’d see myself and kill myself
Quick! I’m walking barefoot
Painfully absorbing the fumes of my own Hell
A guilty conscience grieving slow motion
Where am I supposed to hide away?
The changing posture for rejection fits well
The frowning man I have become
Endless words bring no connection
A shaking jaw, shaking scared
I’d cut this face off, eat the skin, oh!
Release the cancer, really feel the wind blow
Death to the weakest one
I’ll be dancing with the flames
A wicked promise made
In the comfort of shame
Death to the wicked one,
Dance with me
Sway to the voice of melt
Sway
Faster down the rabbit hole
Control the outcome, entangle or let go
Indulge in panting and suffocate the core, cause
Each time I fall behind I cut a little more and
Each time I rise I feel I’m weaker than before and
Each time I think I’m out, I open the same door
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