You are the blood inside my head

The seeping stain upon the bed

You bring down unto my knees

I taste the sweetness and disease



You are the trigger for the crime

Into the liquid lake of red

You are the damage and the dirt

You are the thing I cannot hurt



Everything you touch

Everything you see

Everything you hide

Is enough for me

Everything you say

Every time you plead

I get down and play

For the touch I play



I confess to contempt

When you bleed me

You think it hurts but you feed me

When contempt

with you bleed me

You think it hurts but you feed me



I am the drought upon the seed

I am the leper left unseen

Stupidity is all I head

The broken vein to dry to bleed



Pair one more cup of bile

Before you crawl the final mile

The endless bottle of the gun

Works anythime for any one