Open up my wounds
Drench me in my sorrow
With every waking day,
hand me another pill too hard to swallow
It gives me thrill
A taste of a dark state of bliss
For who can resist
another opportunity to wallow?
My very own mind made misery
A haven from the first sign of glee
Take me there
so I can go nowhere
Lock me in
the sanctuary under my skin.
Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 1:10 PM UTC
Open up my wounds
Drench me in my sorrow
With every waking day,
hand me another pill too hard to swallow
It gives me thrill
A taste of a dark state of bliss
For who can resist
another opportunity to wallow?
My very own mind made misery
A haven from the first sign of glee
Take me there
so I can go nowhere
Lock me in
the sanctuary under my skin.