Malice

Get up I'm paranoid, I'm sick, I'm not myself I bottled up and drank the pain, but it wouldn't stay down Now I've got nothing to give, nothing to say for myself I'm nothing more than worm food six feet under the ground, fuck Malice, malice, malice This is the death of me It's eating away at me, this disgusting disease I'm fucking sick, my stomach's starting to bleed It's eating away at me, I don't know what to do I'm fucking sick, I'll never be like you Malice, malice, malice, malice I don't believe in salvation But I believe in demons And I'll let you meet mine If you really wanna see them Once you go mad and slip through the cracks The path is too dark to see the tracks I was consumed by the dark, consumed by the black I made a deal with the devil I can't take back It's eating away at me, this disgusting disease I'm fucking sick, my stomach's starting to bleed It's eating away at me, I don't know what to do I'm fucking sick, I'll never be like you What's the point? What's the fucking point in any of this? If when we make it to the grave, everyone just forgets What's the point? What's the fucking point in any of this? If when we make it to the grave, no one gives a shit Malice, malice There's no more good left in me, and I hope that you never meet This person that I've become, this ugly fucking disease It's eating away at me, this disgusting disease I'm fucking sick, I'm not normal, and I can finally breathe