The video store clerk is an angel of death - Demo

I tell myself that I forgive you
But I could never look at you the same way
Like the landscape, unrecognizable
Weathered down by years of abuse
I don't know if I can stay strong for me
I've always done it for you

It's 95 degrees but I don't think that I can warm up
My blood has left my body and my veins are full of rust
Dig the pins and needles out my arm
With the kiss of a razorblade
I need to check for my pulse
Without my skin in the way
I feel the weight of the world
In the pit of my stomach
I'm so fucking stressed
I'm gonna tear my hair right out my head
I'm so scared to die
Without a place to call my home
I always knew I'd die on my own
I never thought it would be so cold

I don't want this
To be the end



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Sleight
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link