Terminated
From the moment of conception we're already dying
how can you call this living when we see our own end coming
every fucking day forced to watch ourselves wither away
this isnt cynicism, this is reality.
plagued with the disease that you call life.
born into a world of constant strife.
every breath i take is one close to death.
i'm drowning in a sea of worthlessness.
Cause if it looks like hell and it feels like hell
then this must be fucking hell
i cant keep on lying to myself
i cant take another shit eating grin on the faces of these hypocrites
that will always contradict with every syllable that they spit.
they will tell how to live my life, but they cant even take their own advice
but all i can think about is all the things ive left behind
i cant shake the feeling that im dying inside.
so if i die before wake, i pray that my soul gets raped
so even in death i can feel the pain, that i felt waking up everyday
how can you call this living when we see our own end coming
every fucking day forced to watch ourselves wither away
this isnt cynicism, this is reality.
plagued with the disease that you call life.
born into a world of constant strife.
every breath i take is one close to death.
i'm drowning in a sea of worthlessness.
Cause if it looks like hell and it feels like hell
then this must be fucking hell
i cant keep on lying to myself
i cant take another shit eating grin on the faces of these hypocrites
that will always contradict with every syllable that they spit.
they will tell how to live my life, but they cant even take their own advice
but all i can think about is all the things ive left behind
i cant shake the feeling that im dying inside.
so if i die before wake, i pray that my soul gets raped
so even in death i can feel the pain, that i felt waking up everyday
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