Self-Torturing Tendencies

I drag the knife across
Into the burning loss
And now the wine is falling
And my inner self is calling me

A grasp so tight
My limbs are turning white
While you stare into the sky
My world comes crashing down

You were so clean
You used to be so good
No contact with the living
I dig deep

This mask is breaking apart
And I'm coming to a standstill
While I'm on a chart
We'll all end up in a landfill

Self-Torturing Tendencies
Self-Torturing Tendencies
Self-Torturing Tendencies
Self-Torturing Tendencies
Self-Torturing Tendencies
Self-Torturing Tendencies
Self-Torturing Tendencies
Self-Torturing Tendencies
Self-Torturing Tendencies



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Mojžiš
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