Haven't wrote a goddamn song in six months, ever since the album dropped
I snapped, eight tracks, two years worth of my work and all for nothing
I wanna get back to a mindstate I had before this all started
But it's been too long, I'm losing touch
Everything's gone stale and I'm pissed as f*ck
I'm so tired of chasing shadows
Trying to figure out where I went wrong
Poured two good years into tracks that, in fact
Never really made a dent in the sound that I heard in my head
Wanted more, but instead
I got torn into shreds
Ripped up into bits
And it's so bullshit
The demons won't leave til they leave me dead in the ground
I got a habit of chopping up into pieces
Any chance I had of digging myself
Out of this hole that I'm in
I know my sins
Eat them
Treat them as if you forgive me and
Forget he made me into what you're seeing
Believing what I say when I say that
I am just not seeing any way out of turning into terror
These things you people are forcing me
To fit under my skin have finally stretched me too far
As blackened eyes claw their way out of my f*cking head, he
Takes over
Take cover
Trust me, this just turned deadly