I've got thirteen years of
bad luck blood running in
these constricted veins
Fill myself with pain to reflect
Now I'm poisoned to these
broken bones, exposed
you are now and I'll sit
in my numbing clouds throne
Blank emotions draining
the will to live, to be, to
fucking breathe in and out
I'm on a panic attack high
and I'm shaking with no
where to run to now, no
saving grace in my sight
So it's a fuck it all end game
Sickened at second sight
sickened at the thought
sickened by this plague
sickened by your words
sickened by your pain
Blackened by you and
I'm folding this time
sickened(dead inside)
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