Signs of the Swarm
Bleak Cycle
A life of deceit cycles its way back digging deep into me
A hopeless act of innocence slithers past, forgetting the consequence
This lingering bitterness emerges to reinfect the cleansed

It's just a matter of time before these scars rip open
This foul fucking taste in my mouth reminds me why I sewed my lips shut in the first place

These sickening reminders of everything
These sickening reminders of everything leave a foul fucking taste in my mouth
Now let it run its course
Feel myself sink lower drowning in misery I can't feel anything

A life of deceit cycles its way back digging deep into me
A hopeless act of innocence slithers past, forgetting the consequence
This lingering bitterness emerges to reinfect my life
I've cleansed all ends yet it's fucking here again

Sick in the head, will this ever end?