If The Questions Never Stop
All my fears and my doubts
They won't keep you around
These wretched thoughts must stay
Away from what I see as import to me
And if the questions never stop
Will I be confident in what I believe
Will he ever come back to me
A slow descent into madness
Plunging deeper into depths
The human brain has not explored
The broken anterior frontal cortex
Creating a psychotic mind
Fuelling illusions of a broken life
Snap out of it please
Here my cries from the outside
Just please wake up
God help me, fucking wake up
All I wish for my child to come back to me
They've been taken to a place where they don't accept reality
They slowly fade away to a point of unturnable damage
Bring my child back to me
A gift of life now ripped away
Lost forever to a brain turned stray
Instilled upon an infant now times running out
Look into the hazy eyes
Then desperately weep, A useless cry
All your tears will fall for nothing
All your fears will become present
The final abilities of forming sentences vanishes
Now the lack of brain is completely prominent
This mental disgrace that is crazy now dominate
Loosing the last sense of awareness, the last sense of consciousness
The end drawing nearer cause nobody is present
A gift of life now ripped away
Lost forever to a brain turned stray
Instilled upon an infant now times running out
A brain lost to going insane
Impending destruction
Lurking, approaching
Times end bestowing
As the end draws near
The eyes roll back
The body begins to twitch
The body begins to shake
With a final seize
The final breath
Now goodbye forever
The end of life
Snap out of it please
Here my cries from the outside
They won't keep you around
These wretched thoughts must stay
Away from what I see as import to me
And if the questions never stop
Will I be confident in what I believe
Will he ever come back to me
A slow descent into madness
Plunging deeper into depths
The human brain has not explored
The broken anterior frontal cortex
Creating a psychotic mind
Fuelling illusions of a broken life
Snap out of it please
Here my cries from the outside
Just please wake up
God help me, fucking wake up
All I wish for my child to come back to me
They've been taken to a place where they don't accept reality
They slowly fade away to a point of unturnable damage
Bring my child back to me
A gift of life now ripped away
Lost forever to a brain turned stray
Instilled upon an infant now times running out
Look into the hazy eyes
Then desperately weep, A useless cry
All your tears will fall for nothing
All your fears will become present
The final abilities of forming sentences vanishes
Now the lack of brain is completely prominent
This mental disgrace that is crazy now dominate
Loosing the last sense of awareness, the last sense of consciousness
The end drawing nearer cause nobody is present
A gift of life now ripped away
Lost forever to a brain turned stray
Instilled upon an infant now times running out
A brain lost to going insane
Impending destruction
Lurking, approaching
Times end bestowing
As the end draws near
The eyes roll back
The body begins to twitch
The body begins to shake
With a final seize
The final breath
Now goodbye forever
The end of life
Snap out of it please
Here my cries from the outside
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Writer(s): Vai Gravino
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