Drifter
I wander the surface, pushing back against the me you don't know
Unfound in a sick and twisted life of nothing but misery
I bow to nothing
I spit my faith in the dirt
'Cause I don't accept
The fucking guilt of living
Won't manifest some scapegoat to save me, no
I'll take my chances with my demons
I've come to claim misanthropy but i dont think you fucking heard me
How's it feel to be a dead man
I've picked the skin
And watched you drain
Until the pressure went away
You knew too much, you thought too slow
And I don't think you fucking knew what I would go through alone
Yeah, Fuck
Consuming what's left of you
I drifted away from control
And became the voices justifying my
New itching for bloodshed
Consuming what's left of my mind until
Nothing could save you. Nothing, nothing for you bitch
So shameless, expended, a drifter with nothing to lose
Smothered myself in ashes, abandoned graves but not the memories
Survive the peak of horror, elude mortality
But when you play with matches you burn
Beyond the pale I showed my face to daylight eyes
And embraced convictions from the face of death
Cause i know it's too late to walk away i'll never give a fuck
I don't feel anything
I don't feel anything
Unfound in a sick and twisted life of nothing but misery
I bow to nothing
I spit my faith in the dirt
'Cause I don't accept
The fucking guilt of living
Won't manifest some scapegoat to save me, no
I'll take my chances with my demons
I've come to claim misanthropy but i dont think you fucking heard me
How's it feel to be a dead man
I've picked the skin
And watched you drain
Until the pressure went away
You knew too much, you thought too slow
And I don't think you fucking knew what I would go through alone
Yeah, Fuck
Consuming what's left of you
I drifted away from control
And became the voices justifying my
New itching for bloodshed
Consuming what's left of my mind until
Nothing could save you. Nothing, nothing for you bitch
So shameless, expended, a drifter with nothing to lose
Smothered myself in ashes, abandoned graves but not the memories
Survive the peak of horror, elude mortality
But when you play with matches you burn
Beyond the pale I showed my face to daylight eyes
And embraced convictions from the face of death
Cause i know it's too late to walk away i'll never give a fuck
I don't feel anything
I don't feel anything
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Writer(s): Myke Taylor
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