Virus

So I've got the sickness inside of me
Something that I wish that I didn't have to see
Creepin' all up into my mind
I just wish that I could find
A solution to my mind's pollution,
But it keeps rolling,
Just like evolution
Will I get it out of me?
Will I fuckin' ever be
Anything remotely related to happy?
So, what the fuck?!
I got disease
It's not just bad luck
That's been bringin' me down
Paint my face just like a circus clown
Then mock me
Write me up into your little life story
Then fuck
Then fill me up until I have had enough
Then take me
Drain my life and hate me, rearrange me
Then stick me in your sick pile of shit
Twisting,
Turning,
Feeding
Eat my insides out!
Twisting,
Turning,
Feeding
Eat my insides out!
Inoculation doesn't seem to have any effect on what grows inside
I sit and watch my soul turn black, as my blood runs thick like a river
I guess my demons have finally burned
And I keep hearing the voices mocking me
And all the psychobabble that's been emitted in my head doesn't mean a thing
It's almost as if I'm kinda in a space between reality and illusion
But still I keep climbing, hoping to find a way out
But the virus keeps growing, engulfing, spreading
And I ask myself: is this created by my own motivation?
Created by time?
Cause in a sense we are the virus,
Most are just too afraid to face it
Twisting,
Turning,
Feeding
Eat my insides!
So what is true?
All coins have two sides, except for you
It's just one
Just like lookin' down the barrel of a gun
Heat blast me
Spread my brains out, so fuckin' nasty
Now I'm consumed
Guess I always knew
Twisting,
Turning,
Feeding
Eat my insides out!
Twisting,
Turning,
Feeding
Eat my insides out!
Out!
Out!
Eat my insides out!
Out!
Out!