Hatred, disgust; my body.
Born to bleed, numb to feelings.
The absence of sleep pressures me.
And my anger, my anger stresses me.
Who's to blame?
Who's to blame.
Suffering.
Born through apathy.
Rotting in this bed awake.
Sleep pressures me.
Time and time again I scream.
My mind plays tricks on me.
My mind plays tricks on me.
My arrogance stems from memories of suicidal tendencies.
Sleep pressured me, I was born to bleed.
In this animalistic society.
My head keeps spinning, and spinning.
Like clockwork, I was born to bleed.
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