Weeping Wound
Pain (t me)
Paint me any color you want i can't see anything
Shift the weight through the empty space -
The advantages they take
Lately i've been thinking about leaving my mind
It's already separate from my body -
I don't need either

I couldn't commit to my beliefs and neither they to me
All evil people with no feeling

But jealousy...

Don't give a shit:
Making out that we're sick
Talk the talk but you know what you fucking did
Malicious intent - feeding a hurt mindset
Too drunk to contest...
You're the one who's fucking sick

But they drilled it into my brain that...
I hate me when i'm sober
I hate me when i'm not
So I pick the one that makes me forget it

I hate the way i feel
Throbbing in the side of my neck
I can feel the pulse; the complete regret I called you friends

FAKE

And isn't it sick?
You pushed a situation
Shoved the alcohol down my throat -
Spun the word, closed the door
Fuck the way they want me to feel
I won't anymore

Counting down the days until they re-learn my name -
They all talk about change and then remain the same

Counting down the days until they re-learn my name -
They all talk about change and then remain the same