Whole

Time to be me again

My hole life
I thought I was whole
What I thought was wrong
Now my world is gone

All these years
I've wasted my time
With all these feelings
Remaining Inside

Buried young one
Child inside
Rotting child
Corrupted inside

The Idiot's Face
Is on your face
Contorts and squeezes
The horror of ruin

May all this pain
Go back to you
May all my pain
Return to you

The Idiot's Face
Is on your face
Contorts and squeezes
The horror of ruin

The Idiot's Face
Is on your face
Distorts and bleeds
The horror of ruin

The hate from
The past
The child from
The past
The child from
The past

Made my reality at last



Credits
Writer(s): Precious Child
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