Hate the reflection that I see Wish I could claw... away... my skin
Demons wont let me flee, my minds tragedy Dont label me, not a minority Society created me
First cuts the neatest, I didn´t feel a thing Don´t show me your pity Second cuts the deepest, a release from within Don´t try to analise me
Carve pretty pictures of hatred Avert your eyes, my artwork doesn´t lie
Refuse to acknowledge me I´m not what you want to see So inject & study me Pump me with hypocrisy
Third cuts the longest, I just lost controll No doctor can save me Forth cuts the boldest, I´ve an eye for detail Don´t try to admit me
My condition has no name It´s not like im insain Re-direct your empathy
My bodies my vengance I´m addicted to pain No one understands me
Twisted-Danceing-Corpse · Fri Feb 23, 2007 @ 03:29am · 0 Comments |