Sad Excuse for a Grip ~ by ~ Lollipop Lust Kill
Its hard to say if I am alive Disorder runs rampant in my mind Loose thoughts slipping through my sad excuse for a grip Random ideas bouncing around like a rubber ball in a rubber room Uncatchable My mind is going numb My mind is going numb I find myself tripping in your eyes Delusions creeping up from behind Sticking, probing, trying everything to falter me These floating thoughts will trip me up; make you knowing me Psychopathically Impossible I have become So mentally undone I have become My mind is going numb You have tempted me forever Suddenly my thoughts come into mind It seems Ive found the problem that has been plaguing me I think of pain I think of death And then I find my mind specifically incredible I have become, I have become, I have become So mentally undone I have become, I have become, I have become My mind is going numb Dead girls bloom In my garden of thought Spreading and decaying To become one with the silt of my mind I have become So mentally undone I have become My mind is going numb I have become So mentally undone I have become My mind is going numb