Negative

? with a hunger what I never could deny
I won't kill my? because it wouldn't do me to try
I know I was hopeless, but I never had my pride
In my mind the numbers feel like words when my conscience dies
So negative

Negative...

I want to need this sickness, this disease, I know it's right
I want to feel like God, whatever gets me through the night
I never understand the pain, but I never try to fight
I'm on my broken back, bleeding here
So negative

Negative...



Credits
Writer(s): Jim Marcus, Carlisle Van Dyke Iii Christie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link