Liquid Space Dimension
Witness the death parade
The beauty in our destructive ways
Moving forward day by day
Slowly becoming a slave to the game
It won't last as long as you think
This is not the final test you seek
As the room now fades into black
There is no turning back as you sink
A pipe cleaner tied to my binder
As a constant reminder of where I am
I keep hearing the voice of my mother
But I can't find her
One shoe on with the other one gone
I feel so smothered in the wave of another
Counting down the sound of each bell
Until the final ring paranoia creeps in
When the last bell sings at the end of the day
Will I be found in my own head or in my grave
Grab the
Scissors
Cut the
Bombs off
Before
They all
Explode
And kill
Fucking everyone
What the fuck
Pressing me through another tube
Squeezing me out of this existence
This is what you wanted
Laughing while I suffer
I tore my gums up for you
Inside of the school
Now watch me fall from everything
I will embrace the bottom as it shows
Nothing will ever erase
The taste from my rotting mouth
Scream
In vein
Can't save myself I need some fucking help get the fuck out
Of my mind, remove my eyes cut all ties until I'm satisfied
Blinded by this rut that I'm in
It was all just a sick fucking joke to them
Nothing more than smoke and mirrors
Stuck hanging on every little word that they said
Still trying to make sense of it inside my head
I will never walk down these halls again
Force fed all this bullshit for all these years
The beauty in our destructive ways
Moving forward day by day
Slowly becoming a slave to the game
It won't last as long as you think
This is not the final test you seek
As the room now fades into black
There is no turning back as you sink
A pipe cleaner tied to my binder
As a constant reminder of where I am
I keep hearing the voice of my mother
But I can't find her
One shoe on with the other one gone
I feel so smothered in the wave of another
Counting down the sound of each bell
Until the final ring paranoia creeps in
When the last bell sings at the end of the day
Will I be found in my own head or in my grave
Grab the
Scissors
Cut the
Bombs off
Before
They all
Explode
And kill
Fucking everyone
What the fuck
Pressing me through another tube
Squeezing me out of this existence
This is what you wanted
Laughing while I suffer
I tore my gums up for you
Inside of the school
Now watch me fall from everything
I will embrace the bottom as it shows
Nothing will ever erase
The taste from my rotting mouth
Scream
In vein
Can't save myself I need some fucking help get the fuck out
Of my mind, remove my eyes cut all ties until I'm satisfied
Blinded by this rut that I'm in
It was all just a sick fucking joke to them
Nothing more than smoke and mirrors
Stuck hanging on every little word that they said
Still trying to make sense of it inside my head
I will never walk down these halls again
Force fed all this bullshit for all these years
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Bonvie
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