Kill Me
Something aches
Bad things slither
My floors are burning down
And I can't find a window
This is medieval
This is cerebral
Suffocated
Melodramatic
Driven to the verge of
I make you my enemy
The nerves you sever
Can serve you better
In the blink of an eye
In the space of a second
Open my wrists
Give me my lessons
(Tearing myself apart)
From the things that make me hurt
