Sour - Skrew

Crawling the edge of my imagination

Sour hatred heavy on my breath

Rat in my belly gnawing hungry

Hungry for my head

Dusty ghost in my mind

Stroking ego cracked long ago

Cracked and broken now

Broken like the mind of a man feasting on the dirt and pain of a life,

of a life lived wrong

Broken like the soul of a priest whose faith is burned by the sight of the

famine his church feeds on

Cracked and broken like the hands of a clock but time, time moves on

However sour the lives lived long

There’s a hole in my heart

My blood slowly slips away

There’s a hole in my soul

My faith slowly slips away

There’s a hole in my mind

My sanity slowly slips away

There’s a hole in my world

My life slowly slips away

Crippled and sour now

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my heart

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my head

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my soul

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my world

My world collapse around life

Swimming the troubled sea of tears alive

Sour hatred heavy in my heart

Weighing me down, pulling me down

Restful peace awaiting me

Restful peace on the ocean floor

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my heart

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my head

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my soul

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my world

Crippled and sour now

I will rot in this cage that is my soul