Sinister

Violent streaks and loss of sleep Over thinking will be the death of me Uncontrollable emotions i'm right at home Ceased all forward motion, emptiness has taken it's toll Sickness works it's way in, keep praying to these demons within I always give in, in hell I dwell Born into misery, it loves my company Hanging around my throat, bringing me down to lunacy Depression slipping through the seams Crawling on my skin, shivers down my spine Feeling overwhelmed, i'm fucking terrified Screws a little loose in my head again My perception, cynic vision nothing's making sense Now nothing makes sense Nothing makes sense Hopeless, hopesick, all I can do Is hang my head and take this abuse x2 I'm good for nothing just a fucking has been Slaving away to this meaningless existence I have nothing left to live for I'm as good as dead This world's a cold bitch x2 So shoot me through my fucking head Put a bullet through my fucking head We are all victims of our own minds x2