Nothing is real we die in vain
I have become one with the pain
I've grown tired of self-decay
Disintegrating by the liquid gray
Some days I feel like a freight train
The putrid hatred consumes me
Things won't change
Until I cut out the heritage
Nothing makes me feel like anything
The first light brings more torment
I've grown tired of self-decay
Disintegrating by the liquid gray
So f*cking long I've been pissed at myself
Disquiet underneath, a spit behind my teeth
How can I fix my toxic ways?
Or am I, am I gonna be like this always?
Nothing is real we die in vain
I have become one with the pain
I've grown tired of self-decay
Disintegrating by the liquid gray
I need to bleed out the cancer
I need to bleed out the cancer
Bleed out the cancer