Ghostmold

Bloody in the bathroom Foaming at the mouth thinking I'll give up soon They want death to bloom So why would I let it through? Hopes & dreams invent pain - Constant space between me and you Bloody in the bathroom Wash my face of the lies and deceit - The hell you all put me through So God I'm begging you When they ask me to explain give me something to say aside from Fuck you Part of me would rather take their place If I always end up feeling the same If there's no g r o w t h there's no w o r t h And I won't be blamed that you toyed with a fetish like a game Drag me to the grave Tell me I'm the same As sharp is the edge of my ways and the bottle that took my place FATE TAKES What would my grandfather SAY SHAME Is it selfish to want to be okay? When they don't want me to be... Drag me to the grave No one wants what can't be saved Drag me to the grave I'm fighting the way they make me W R O N G S I C K C R A Z Y I sit in the dark again and await my friends THE END They'll be here soon I can hear them in the distance With clanking And a rattle A bag full of every shape of bottle "Purpose" etched on every glass Born and bred to be mislead We're only friends when I'm in a straight jacket They don't want me to be free... Drag me to the grave No one wants what can't be saved Drag me to the grave I'm fighting the way they make me MAKE ME This is my final attempt To make peace in my head Embrace every regret... I HOPE THEY HANG IN THERE