Malice

Uh, get up Uh, I'm paranoid, I'm sick, I'm not myself I bottled up and drank the pain, but it wouldn't stay down Now I've got nothing to give, nothing to say for myself I'm nothing more than worm food, six feet under the ground, fuck Malice Malice Malice This is the death of me It's eating away at me, this disgusting disease I'm fucking sick, my stomach's starting to bleed It's eating away at me, I don't know what to do I'm fucking sick, I'll never be like you Malice Malice Malice Malice I don't believe in salvation (salvation) But I believe in demons (demons) And I'll let you meet mine If you really wanna see them Once you go mad and slip through the cracks The path is too dark to see the tracks I was consumed by the dark, consumed by the black I made a deal with the devil I can't take back It's eating away at me, this disgusting disease I'm fucking sick, my stomach's starting to bleed It's eating away at me, I don't know what to do I'm fucking sick, I'll never be like you What's the point? What's the fucking point in any of this If when we make it to the grave, everyone just forgets? What's the point? What's the fucking point in any of this If when we make it to the grave, no one gives a shit? Malice Malice There's no more good left in me, and I hope that you never meet This person that I've become, this ugly fucking disease It's eating away at me, this disgusting disease I'm fucking sick, I'm not normal, and I can finally breathe, ah