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