BURY (Live)

 

 

I'm telling my feelings to fuck off

I'm telling them all to die

These questions this pressure circles me

I can't seem to modify

Die little bitch you are wounded

You startle yourself right to sleep
The irony kills me everyday
It's all been taken away
Taken away
And I realize it will be
I should have known I'd be thrown down
I should have known
Making all of these words true again

Skin me alive and I'll cry out
I'm being torn in half
My flesh burns because of you people
I inhale hate in each breath
My flesh burns because of you people
I inhale hate in each breath

This does not make me real
This keeps me from becoming
This does not make me real
This keep me from becoming you
You

I begin to merge myself to stone
These walls are weak surrounding me
I wake up to find
Even more shit

I have no inner peace
I can't seem to make up my mind
I don't know who it is I am
because I can't be defined
Shift away from this paradigmn
Let chaos be where I find peace