Crisis – 2 Minutes Hate

now just where the fuck have I gone.

the days feel so old and cracked and your eyelids close-you shut me out.

got run over by your words today, and everyone’s a hazy shade of gray.

and I don’t know who I am anymore, don’t know where I’m coming from,

don’t know where I’m going to but I kinda want to hate you.

I’m screaming till my bones break, but you swear you didn’t even hear a whisper.

I’m always left to pick up your pieces.

a room of gold and you see red.

what is there left that I can believe in…

this so useless so dead and so ugly your eyes so disgusting so hating degrading…

a room of gold and you see red. what is there left that I can believe in…

now just where the fuck have I gone.

the days feel so old and cracked and your eyelids close-you shut me out.

and just where did I get lost. where did you go and where have I gone.

it’s back to me again.

hair as fire. eyes as sharp as switchblades breathing death into my arms.

fingers dripping scarlet… what is there left that I can beleieve in…

I am so numb. I can’t feel anything anymore.

I am trapped in a shell and I can’t feel anything anymore.

I am so numb. ican’t feel anything anymore.

I can’t feel me. I can’t see me. I can’t feel me…