Venerator of Self Destruction
Nothing no one
Bluffing dry run
Watching waiting
Hoping hating
Fucked up
Desperate we're done with it
Always bending never ending
Everything around is starting to look uglier to me
Grotesque pictures of the ones I used to love to see each day
Damning visions blurring all the good in here that used to be
Scarring little wounds that just won't fucking ever go away
Hateful little thoughts are taking over my mind
And the feelings that I'm getting I cant put behind
Like a sad little bastard hiding deep inside I just wanna be found I Don't wanna be right
If you wanna see death take a look inside See the dying last breaths of the modern mankind
Quickly approaching The end of the line and smiling about it as we speed the decline
Nothing no one
Bluffing dry run
Watching waiting
Hoping hating
Fucked up
Desperate we're done with it
Always bending never ending
Everyone around is screaming at the void they think is free
The truth is no one there is even truly fucking listening
Wasting all your time and all your desperate little energy
The world doesn't give a shit about you that's reality
Crazy little lies are taking over our lives and the feelings that were getting make us all Despised
Like a stupid little Pawn who's dying for their crimes I just wanna go home I don't wanna Be right
Thirty percent of your fucked up life spent working for them and pretending it's fine
Quickly approaching the end of the line and crying about it as you speed the decline
No Each second that goes on we die inside
No The venerator of our own demise
No Each second that goes on we die inside
No The venerator of our own demise
Nothing no one
Bluffing dry run
Watching waiting
Hoping hating
Fucked up
Desperate we're done with it
Always bending never ending
Nothing no one
Bluffing dry run
Watching waiting
Hoping hating
Fucked up
Desperate we're done with it
Always bending never ending
Bluffing dry run
Watching waiting
Hoping hating
Fucked up
Desperate we're done with it
Always bending never ending
Everything around is starting to look uglier to me
Grotesque pictures of the ones I used to love to see each day
Damning visions blurring all the good in here that used to be
Scarring little wounds that just won't fucking ever go away
Hateful little thoughts are taking over my mind
And the feelings that I'm getting I cant put behind
Like a sad little bastard hiding deep inside I just wanna be found I Don't wanna be right
If you wanna see death take a look inside See the dying last breaths of the modern mankind
Quickly approaching The end of the line and smiling about it as we speed the decline
Nothing no one
Bluffing dry run
Watching waiting
Hoping hating
Fucked up
Desperate we're done with it
Always bending never ending
Everyone around is screaming at the void they think is free
The truth is no one there is even truly fucking listening
Wasting all your time and all your desperate little energy
The world doesn't give a shit about you that's reality
Crazy little lies are taking over our lives and the feelings that were getting make us all Despised
Like a stupid little Pawn who's dying for their crimes I just wanna go home I don't wanna Be right
Thirty percent of your fucked up life spent working for them and pretending it's fine
Quickly approaching the end of the line and crying about it as you speed the decline
No Each second that goes on we die inside
No The venerator of our own demise
No Each second that goes on we die inside
No The venerator of our own demise
Nothing no one
Bluffing dry run
Watching waiting
Hoping hating
Fucked up
Desperate we're done with it
Always bending never ending
Nothing no one
Bluffing dry run
Watching waiting
Hoping hating
Fucked up
Desperate we're done with it
Always bending never ending
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Writer(s): Astral Chaos
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