Why does it bother?
Splattering in a useless pattern
On a stretcher of parasitism
(Sooner the better)
Know that you've pissed life away
Kill the flux
You know you can't beat weakness
You piece of shit, I won't say your name
And I've seen you pissing your condition into the dirt
I know you don't want to live in the dirt
Lost in your narcotic dreams
That you cannot feel anything of worth
Stretched to breaking an obscene canvas
Heart pumping futile shit through your veins
I want to punch in your sunken face
But I will say this, fuck off and die
You've known the ripping
You want to know nothing but dirt
You've shot out your eyes but I'm seeing
The air in a polluted crimson arc
And see your dusty blood smear through
