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