Polute my mind with your tainted lies.
Try your best, but believe me: I will break these ties!
You’re an infection,
a nightmare that corrodes me.
You’re the aggression,
you’re a disease that I cannot see.
I feel dead and rotting,
Comatose and wishing.
Thoughts that will infect me,
hardship resurrects in me.
I wish for death…
I wish your death…
My childish soul is easy prey.
You reach your goal…
I fail to keep you away!
As I fall down, I stretch and reach
And touch the cure.
I know you’re just a fucking bitch!

INVIA LE CORREZIONI