Canada and America have their differences from Eh to Zee

I carry around the
body of someone
that should have
died

Fluid screams flowing
streams of limpid tears spurting
molten ire melting

Taking pictures while you sleep
Leftovers on the table, strangers on TV
I'm bleeding from my ears
Sneaking out while you're asleep,
Cause you're my biggest fear

I have fire inside
me
Passion that kindles an
inferno
Only to be ***** out by
Melancholy