• Slaughter whats left of me

    Whats the point in life
    When all you do is crash and burn
    Just sit in the line
    And await for your turn

    Making home for the pain
    Never thought you'd be like this
    Till you lose all that you've gained
    And the little things you'll soon start to miss

    Hands will get shaky
    Your body starts to ache
    Desprate for release
    Wishing your mind would go blank

    Theres no turning back
    You know your mistake
    It becomes a bad thing
    When your health is at stake

    But its covered up now
    Or so you think so
    Nobody knows
    So why cant I just let it go?