Miley Manson 12 - My own personal Lobotemy lyrics

How I fathom your endless beauty A release from this wretched reality Into something more suiting, A plane of my existence. A surrender of my resistance. A little more comfortable, A climate of my taste. How I dream of easier pa**age ways to quench my yearning face No more tears should these eyes cry of years that seem to drag and waste No more should my tongue lash those who surround me as if i were spitting mace I damage more than I can undo with good- And nothing can be erased The stain of blood pains me, and the weight of karma strains me. A plight of regret hangs me, as i run in place. Such an idea of life How i am wanting to dissipate, Just crack my skull, or drown my soul, POP a PILL Let me go- I pick the RABBIT HOLE @