Sinister

Violent streaks and loss of sleep
Over thinking will be the death of me
Uncontrollable emotions i'm right at home
Ceased all forward motion, emptiness has taken it's toll

Sickness works it's way in, keep praying to these demons within
I always give in, in hell I dwell
Born into misery, it loves my company

Hanging around my throat, bringing me down to lunacy
Depression slipping through the seams

Crawling on my skin, shivers down my spine
Feeling overwhelmed, i'm fucking terrified
Screws a little loose in my head again
My perception, cynic vision nothing's making sense

Now nothing makes sense
Nothing makes sense

Hopeless, hopesick, all I can do
Is hang my head and take this abuse x2
I'm good for nothing just a fucking has been
Slaving away to this meaningless existence

I have nothing left to live for
I'm as good as dead
This world's a cold bitch x2
So shoot me through my fucking head
Put a bullet through my fucking head

We are all victims of our own minds x2