Carved Up

I'm rotting away here
As I atrophy
Maggots are digging in
As my organs calcify
Shadows on my wall take shape
As angels and demons lay stakes
Who will win my spirit
I've got no need to fear it cuz

Nothing will make me move
You'll have to fuckin make me
Make me
Make me

You thought you could break me
You couldn't even take me
Nobody can hate me
As much as I hate me

This skin is not my own
I'm tearing into open flesh
Screaming while I'm alone
Will I ever
Get through this
You'll have to fuckin
Make me
Make me

You cut me down
You tore me up
A ripper of souls
A carver of hearts
You can take my soul
But if you want me to die
You'll have to fuckin
Make me
(you made me)



Credits
Writer(s): Heath Peterson
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