Bad Taste - Rivilin, Sepha.

There’s something creeping down my bones

I think it’s you cus you’re the only who makes this your home

I don’t wanna know where you are

Your drowning at my thoughts, but I think that I know I’m alone

I know I’m something that you discard

Just like my father I was never fucking worth it in the end

My skins peeling off my fingertips

I think I’ve had I enough, I know that you wish I was dead

Twinkle little star

How could I ever reach this far

Won’t you cut me up

Break me down and say I’m all yours

Manic depressed in the brain I’m fucked anyway can’t live a day Without

thinking I’m insane

These walls are breathing all again I see thse faces laugh in the nd

At me and I think it’s all pretend but deep down they know there Alive inside me

Breathing, changing, morphing me into something I hate

I can’t take it anymore man I wanna say that I’m ok but I’m not

I’m breaking down on the daily, shaking everyday I feel like I’ve lost

Its ok, its ok, I never mattered anyway, just a fucked up in high school

Lost where I wanted to be, lost what I wanted to see cause of you