Spirit

How can I make sense of this
When you try and claim innocence
Building lies up higher and higher this has to end
No remorse
No remorse for what you did

You said you loved me
But you never loved me
You said you need me
But all you do is hurt me

Pull the trigger
(Pull the trigger)
Before you drag me under
Am I one step closer

Pull me under
(Pull me under)
Hate courses through me
It's always consuming

It's always consuming

It's always consuming
And blurring my vision
These thoughts are consuming
I'm about to cave in

And I'm seeing red for the thousandth time
And I'm sick of drowning inside your mind

Is it loud and clear
Am I getting through
Or do you think that it's all in my head

Slow my hatred at your sight
As your begging and pleading and praying for death

No justice
(No cell)
Could ever be as sweet as this

Departing
With the cancer
You've become
As you speak with your loaded tongue
No one left to claim here
Accept pain as your fucking own

I'm done running away from you
No more soaking up your abuse

Fuck you

You don't think I know
But bitch I know you well
I am not your slave
Watch me blow you away

I set my spirit free
I set my spirit free



Credits
Writer(s): Arrold Walton
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