ALWAYS FEELING THIS
WASTING AWAY, FEELING MYSELF ROTTING
WISHING TO CRY
I HOLD ON WITH MY LAST BREATH TO ALL THAT
MAKES ME FEEL REAL
SKIPPING,SKIPPING
INTO THE GRAVE
YOU KNOW HOW TO MAKE ME HAPPY
YOU TAUGHT ME WITH THAT
WISHING IT WERE DARK SO THAT I MAY SEE
YOU CLEARLY
FEEL THEM CRAWLING ON THIS CORPSE
EATING AWAY THE LAST OF MY VIRUS
INFECTING ALL AROUND ME WITH MEMORY
A PLAUGE
SUCH A HORRIBAL PERSON
WITHOUT CAUSE
I HATE MYSELF WITHOUT THE GUTS TO DO
I'LL GIVE YOU ALL YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND
MIND, I DON'T HIDE IT
IT'S JUST NOT ALL THERE
YOU WANT TO TAKE MY GIFT
IT'S OK TO BE SCARED CUZ SO AM I
I WISH I HAD DIED FIRST