I’m not mine I’m scared to eat My peace of mind Ravished by guilt and shame Lift the pile A word to keep Den in my Thoughtless crime, sweating lead Blind desire, infatuated And if I ever have it all Would you be there to cut the leash in time? Promise me that you’ll always love me And you’ll never leave me Smack me blind And hack my limbs Read my thoughts Useless pile, laying in bed Still, my mind Fails to deem My downfall Thoughtless crime, sweating lead Blind desire, infatuated The ease of delicate belonging Deranged and mellow throughout the years What if the spirits we embodied Are only channeled by indoctrination Swallowed pill Will you be standing towards the end? What if I’m still wet behind the fucking ears? What if the spirits we embodied Are a reflection of my aching body, My goodwill Though it might be unbearable I leave it all within thee Burning Burn!