Soul Sick

I am numb I am soul sick Feels like I'm stuck in my head It's like I'm fucking possessed Exile or resurrect this desolate carcass Was I designed for demise? An addict to my own torment Feed on the disconnect Desensitized by substance A faded sense of moral compass So cut me open Because I've already lost Everything It's either poison or pleasure You salt an open wound Or fuck away the pain I still question myself Fearing what I'd lose Through and through, tie the fucking noose Abuse me You fucking used me You call this love? Call it a paradox Abuse me Behind cold eyes my mind decays I let you down like no other Enticed by death as it pulls me closer I think I'm ready for the underground Still in spite of everything I put myself through My coping mechanisms have got the best of the person I tried to lose I suffocate in my own skin Never knowing who I really am I still question myself fearing what I'd lose If I had tied the noose I still suffer Was I designed for demise? An addict to my own torment Feed on the disconnect I tried soothing sorrow with venom From the fangs of obsession A cold soul soaked in gasoline I am numb I am soul sick Why am I cursed by chemical error? Watch me bleed Watch me suffer Burn it I pled my case, I bit my tongue It was never enough I let the blood run My body gave in to the suffer club Sick of unfamiliar faces How the fuck can I take this? Like splintered wood Underneath the nail Skin ticket tourniquet Put my motherfucking body in a casket