This pain so inconceivable, the amount of blood
On the floor is unbelievable
Destined to die
I play the game of hope while my intestines
Swing like jump rope
Splashing the plasma, circling vultures inhaling miasmaForget the life I hated, shan't be resuscitated
Inflated and bloating pieces in pools of disease and floatingThis sea of muck like standing water
Waiting for my slaughter
Putrescence now suffocating the last breath of life I'm hatingLife is a nightmare
I live a lifemare
Begging for mercy
Do not resuscitateThe piles are steaming, the floor beneath
My feet apparently is bleeding
My wounds still seepingBlood on flesh undressed, possessed
Having sex with the excessMy temple stuck to the floor, at one with the gore
This desire, inherent, suicidal and disparaged
Cannot be blamed
I suffered this bullshit life, threatened with helter skelter
Felt the damning hand of man and
Suffered underneath its shelterForget the life I hated, shan't be resuscitated
Ablated, serrated pieces of a life so over-ratedThis heap of garbage called a body, like a landflill, rotting
Pure hate is now strangulating this last breath of life
I'm waiting for this life to end
I'm waiting for the end to begin
I'm waiting for you people to die
I'm waiting for the end of the lineLife is a nightmare
Begging for mercy
Do not resuscitate
I live a lifemare
Begging for release
Do not resuscitate
Songwriters
DAVID MCGRAW, DEREK PAUL ENGEMANN, JOSH ELMORE, TRAVIS RYANPublished by
Lyrics © BUG MUSIC