shapes and sores

Stuck between the teeth of psychosis
Off centered and out of focus
Picking at scabs for regression from a distorted self execution

I don't want to speak anymore
I'm an exhausted detested corpse and I think therefore I am
This is just another fucking scam cause I've seen god in the shape of a bullet
In my brain and straight fucking through it

Who know I could see this through
I have every reason to fucking hate you

Stuck between the teeth of psychosis
Off centered and out of focus
Picking at scabs for regression from a distorted self execution

Can't you see what you're doing to me
Unwanted thoughts
Suppressed memories I can't forget until I'm foaming at the mouth
Until I'm foaming at the mouth



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Writer(s): Brendan Cole
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