I’m just another body down

Internal bleeding round and round



And all I can think of are

Ways to die alone

And all I can think of are

Ways to die alone



A portrait of my skeletal gain

Left selfish and hungry so feed me the pain

Escape reality with new pain

Then let the cycle start again



And all I can think of are

Ways to die alone

And all I can think of are

Ways to die alone



Dream of content

A pain filtered farm

All I can say…



Dreams are bad

When all they do is leave the truth behind

Dreams are bad

When negativity’s a state of mind