You'll never make me feel it, although you probably could.
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I won't accept this failure even though you say I should.
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I'll grit my teeth and bear this raping of my common sense,
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And wait the morning that inevitably will rinse
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Away the innocence now broken down between these lies,
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That fire so rapidly and try to cleave my stiffened thighs.
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But if I swallow, know I swallow blood here with your smiling
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Scarred and greasy face amongst the rot and piss and bile.
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You suffering does no damage to me,
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I'm a tool of your greed and your lies to succeed,
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You've built this tiny little empire on the weakest
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of foundations will your jealousy and guilt never tire?
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This blood is boiling over, this heart so near to burst,
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if it weren't for this hunger, I would have died of thirst.
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This head is pounding louder, this will sees through your lies,
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you're made of nothing in the end, you're all that I despise.
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Surround yourself with doubt, put money in your veins
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Immersed within your outs, you deserve your pain.
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You deserve your pain.
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Pain
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Luxt |