The gates open I drown
The magnet, the withdrawal
Offering these to you
Shamelessly ripping my guts out
How could I expect you to change your face?
A time lived by seconds
I unfold at your beckon
I will be pa**ed by I am the minimal
The useless being
How could I expect you to change your face?
My memories out dated and weak
How could I expect it to? Well I do
How could I want it to?
I despise your charming attributes
Conjure up the summoned
Then left to contend with them
Stirring the k**er, inviting this old ghost
After all, it's me that is drowning
My dream is the warped
They pick me clean
These vultures
I know now the door is open
I know now I must be dead