Intentions
It's unbelievable you're capable of this
The tearing apart of my fragile mind
I rock back and forth as I fear your intentions
Maniacal torment
That's your state of the art
I rock back and forth from the things you do
It makes me sick thinking that they're true
And I just wish that I could erase
Your existence starting with your face
The torment and pain are just unbearable to take
The sorrow and fear are just a trick to please you
I have little left and I know that you'll take it
I need just one breath before we do it again
I rock back and forth from the things you do
It makes me sick thinking that they're true
And I just wish that I could erase
Your existence starting with your face
Your face it
Haunts it
Stares it
Breathes my skin
I wish that none of this was true
My skin
My fear is the product of you
Because you have left me so tattered and torn
It's your fault i'm empty alone on the floor
Just look at the burn marks I gave to myself
It's your fault i'm empty alone on the floor
Please no more
I rock back and forth from the things you do
It makes me sick thinking that they're true
And I just wish that I could erase
Your existence starting with your face
Your face it
Haunts it
Stares it
Breathes my skin
I wish that none of this was true
My skin
My fear is the product of you
Because you have left me so tattered and torn
It's your fault i'm empty alone on the floor
Just look at the burn marks I gave to myself
It's your fault i'm empty alone on the floor
Please no more
The tearing apart of my fragile mind
I rock back and forth as I fear your intentions
Maniacal torment
That's your state of the art
I rock back and forth from the things you do
It makes me sick thinking that they're true
And I just wish that I could erase
Your existence starting with your face
The torment and pain are just unbearable to take
The sorrow and fear are just a trick to please you
I have little left and I know that you'll take it
I need just one breath before we do it again
I rock back and forth from the things you do
It makes me sick thinking that they're true
And I just wish that I could erase
Your existence starting with your face
Your face it
Haunts it
Stares it
Breathes my skin
I wish that none of this was true
My skin
My fear is the product of you
Because you have left me so tattered and torn
It's your fault i'm empty alone on the floor
Just look at the burn marks I gave to myself
It's your fault i'm empty alone on the floor
Please no more
I rock back and forth from the things you do
It makes me sick thinking that they're true
And I just wish that I could erase
Your existence starting with your face
Your face it
Haunts it
Stares it
Breathes my skin
I wish that none of this was true
My skin
My fear is the product of you
Because you have left me so tattered and torn
It's your fault i'm empty alone on the floor
Just look at the burn marks I gave to myself
It's your fault i'm empty alone on the floor
Please no more
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Writer(s): Michael Joyce
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