Letra de Inspiration de Circles85

Representation of the inspiration to damnation
call it whatever you want
i still suck, i got no pride
with this thorn in my butt
f*cking me with poison ivy
don't pay attention to my crying
telling the truth
would be the same as lying
grow some more poison ivy
You try to fight back
to stop your mind
drip and splat
your blood on the mat
the poison you fought
wants to fight back
give yourself to insanity's power
better than true, yet still sweetly sour
sing the sweet song that crazy men sing
dare to be wrong
dare to be king
beauty laced with pain
crazy laced with sane
as you begin to convulse
your twisted world is no more
help you implore
as they laugh hysterically