Bad Taste (feat. Sepha.)

There’s something creeping down my bones

I think it’s you 'cus you’re the only who makes this your home

I don’t wanna know where you are

Your drowning at my thoughts, but I think that I know I’m alone

I know I’m something that you discard

Just like my father I was never fucking worth it in the end

My skin is peeling off my fingertips

I think I’ve had I enough, I know that you wish I was dead

Twinkle little star

How could I ever reach this far

Won't you cut me up

Break me down and say I’m all yours

Manic depressed in the brain I’m fucked anyway

Can’t live a day without thinking I’m insane

These walls are breathing all again

I see these faces laugh in the end

At me and I think it’s all pretend

But deep down they know there alive inside me

Breathing, changing, morphing me into something I hate

I can’t take it anymore man

I wanna say that I’m ok but I’m not

I’m breaking down on the daily

Shaking everyday I feel like I’ve lost

Its ok, its ok, I never mattered anyway

Just a fucked up in high school

Lost where I wanted to be

Lost what I wanted to see cause of you

Family petitions to get admission into mental hospitals I hate

'Cause they don’t wanna see me anymore

They can’t deal with this manic state

Waking up in my bed alone

Waking up all again its shown

That I have no faith in you

I don’t have faith in my own soul

Where I do go in this journey

Where do I turn when the path just always ends

With you and me facing each other turning pages I can’t mend

All these scars there shown deep down in my skin

I feel like, I’ve lost again

There’s something creeping down my bones

I think it’s you 'cus you’re the only who makes this your home

I don’t wanna know where you are

Your drowning at my thoughts, but I think that I know I’m alone

I know I’m something that you discard

Just like my father I was never fucking worth it in the end

My skin is peeling off my fingertips

I think I’ve had I enough, I know that you wish I was dead

Another 9 to the 5

Another break to the bottle

Break my pride and throttled

From the dust

Of the drab

I’m living for someone else

Im living someone else’s struggle

Head gains weight and strains

I’ll take a flight

From my brain

Medicate, play ur game

Well

Talk buys time in murder

Escape u then I’ll serve ya

Night sky beats like a war drum

It beats my ears

In demon hums

It treats my deer

To forest scum

Consumed by willing forces

Participate in clauses

Alarm beats 20 times

Out of speak out of rhyme

Wake up

Get to fuck

Another day

Another grind

Alarm beats 20 times

Out of speak out of rhyme

Wake up

Get to fuck

Another day

Another grind

Fuck

There’s something creeping down my bones

I think it’s you 'cus you’re the only who makes this your home

I don’t wanna know where you are

Your drowning at my thoughts, but I think that I know I’m alone

I know I’m something that you discard

Just like my father I was never fucking worth it in the end

My skin is peeling off my fingertips

I think I’ve had I enough, I know that you wish I was dead