The Masochist In We

Cursed to this life Everything pre decided for me My happy and sad My hate my love We’re all just displays of skin and bone Most with no souls Crying about their five dollar latte What should I wear today Release from our lips sin and beauty The sickness and desire it is going to take me Hearts cold as ice freeing me from these emotions that are destroying me Impaling metal and plastic just another facet New to you another defect I see Deep down my heart is still beating wishing my blood was seeping Oxygen in everything wishing it would leave me Break my bones putting chemicals in my veins Once forever but nevermore I’m in a sea of green and blue Wishing something would set me free Only pain pushes me to maintain Step into my shoes just look see for a minute Just a warning you will never come back the same maybe insane Gold dust coursing through me never allowing me to feel the pain With blue lips please just poison me

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