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