Waking up with my jaw clickin
My bones twisting, my backs gettin older
After all of these kilometers of pain screaming FUCK
The pain that feeds my insanity
I’m a damn creep, I can’t complain my gut
Only my alcohol can sentence my body
Ah as I am trying to take a sip
My jaw keeps on clickin
Just like my fist tightens as I look at you
Get out of my way
Before my anger kills my humanity
Fuck it, I’m already a bomb machine
I am a terrorist who you’ve invited, and you knew
You were asking for death and trouble and yet
You’re lying to yourself – I won’t bend for empathy
I’ve been in the dark for too long
My fucked up mindset you’re about to find out
You can’t change me, it’s too late for that
I am cringing myself when I think in this way
But there is some truth to that I guess, so let me
grab you by your shirt and pin you to the wall,
fucking yesus christ
When it’s over, I’ll become the new corpse
With that passionate hate
Who delights in my nosebleeds
I’m new fucking Eleven
They say I am sadistic creep, whatever I am
I just don’t want to be limited
But your voice is limiting when you speak
cause your IQ’s so fucking low, FUCK
Fucking jesus christ of the “happy people”, simplicity kills you
Trying to convince me that everythings black and white
I’ll crave yin yang on your face so u won’t forget
Hollow silence runs through me
It was too late to realize it was the death of peace mind
Where every breath is a whisper
written with @Petter Odden
