Sad Excuse For A Grip

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 specificly 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