Deep Under ( Horrocore )
Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 8:41 pm
.. I Can Taste My Blood ..
I'm sitting at home in my rental place
I'm a gentle face who's a mental case
A special race, who's abused and shattered
Bruised and battered screwed and tattered
Scars from cutting, my veins are demented
Chains and weapons, my brain is tormented
Now as i scream fuck peace and screw grace
Blade down my head, deep down i'm two faced
Adrenaline rushing my plans are dumb
I'd grab these clips but my hands are numb
You're words mean nothing, like a sloppy saying
The shoddy banging, grab a rope my body's hanging
This isn't no copied slaying i've got a tighter blend
This life is a tunnel, not to see the brighter end
I'm sitting at home in my rental place
I'm a gentle face who's a mental case
A special race, who's abused and shattered
Bruised and battered screwed and tattered
Scars from cutting, my veins are demented
Chains and weapons, my brain is tormented
Now as i scream fuck peace and screw grace
Blade down my head, deep down i'm two faced
Adrenaline rushing my plans are dumb
I'd grab these clips but my hands are numb
You're words mean nothing, like a sloppy saying
The shoddy banging, grab a rope my body's hanging
This isn't no copied slaying i've got a tighter blend
This life is a tunnel, not to see the brighter end