about feeling like the only thing you know how to do anymore is hate, and coming to the conclusion that that is what you were born to do...
VeRSe:
I was born to ruin
Spawned to break and tear away
A sickened little fancy...
A Jesus of decay
I am here to hate you
A lie to scar your soul
There's a person standing here, you see,
But he's really just a hole
BRiDGe 1:
Now the dreams behind my forehead
Are the snake-eyes on the dice
I was born to ruin
Just a soul at discount price
VeRSe 2:
I was born to ruin
And to ruin you will fall
Succumb to cursed numbness
When there's nothing left at all
I am here to hate you
On your hatred do I feed
There's a person standing here, you see,
But all he does is bleed
BRiDGe 2:
Now the dreams behind my forehead
Are the maggots in my eyes
I was born to ruin
As an avatar of lies
CoDa:
Your world means nothing to me
This world means nothing to me
[repeat to end]
Friday, 13 June 2008
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