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I don’t know how this started

I just felt it creeping up

I just smell it fresh and for the taking

I fill it up

I cant give it up

All it does is fuck with me

Your feelings

I cant help but errase them

I’m sorry I don’t feel the same

My heart inside is constantly hating

Why do I even have a conscious

All it does is fuck with me

I don’t know why it hurts me

All I want to do is get with you

Make the pain go away

Why do I have this torment

All it does is fuck with me



I don’t know how it started

I just fell the creeping

I tell my lies

I grow away and yet you still stay

So what the fuck is with you



I’m sorry I just throw you away

So precious to me

So beautiful

Yet it means nothing

Your feel hurt I know

But I can give it up

All it does is fuck with me

So I just throw you away

Never to be seen again

Never to be found

Lost forever

But all it does is fuck with me

For I need you

Need to be with you

Need to have you



I don’t know how it started

I just fell the creeping

I tell my lies

I grow away and yet you still stay

So what the fuck is with you



Here it is for the taking

My body

For nothing more belongs to me

My mind has been lost

My sprit destroyed

All that’s left is an empty body

Lonely

All I have is what’s under the bed

And that’s cold

I tell my lies

So no one knows

For no one shall see

No one shall touch

Not yet at least

For my body is for the taking

But no one will take it

For no one wants a body with no spirit

With no liveliness left



I don’t know how it started

I just fell the creeping

I tell my lies

I grow away and yet you still stay

So what the fuck is with you

So tell me…what is with you?