The hating,
It's pulled inside of me.
The trying,
To test my sanity.
It's in your waiting,
It's all make believe.
And the ripping,
The child within me.
Cheating
The time that I had left needing,
My soul
'Cause that's the bed giving,
All that that I can give.
Controlling
My mind that is diseased,
Holding
My hate that is really scolding,
The hand that keeps me fed.
That keeps me fed.
Fed!
That keeps me fed!
Fed!
That keeps me…
I feel it all come crashing down on me!
I feel alone and torn apart!
A wasted time
To let it get to me!
An angry mouth with a broken heart!
Searching for something that is safe,
Hurting my pride that is the test,
Turning my anger towards your flesh.
Rotting we hold the end of bag,
Spurting the blood that's on the bed,
Scolding the hand that keeps me fed.
That keeps me fed.
Fed!
That keeps me fed!
I feel it all come crashing down on me!
I feel alone and torn apart!
A wasted time
To let it get to me!
An angry mouth with a broken heart!
The hating,
It's pulled inside of me,
The trying,
To test my sanity.
It's in your waiting,
It's all make believe,
And the ripping,
The child from within me.
The hating,
It's pulled inside of me.
The trying,
To test my sanity.
It's in your waiting,
It's all make believe.
And the ripping,
The child from within me.