Tearing at my flesh i hate it
I am encased in a body of skin and Bone
Staring at my flesh i hate it
I am encased in a body of makeshift Skin
Staring at my hands afraid of
A skin, a carapace
Left empty and it makes me sick
Hate what i see and
I feel defeated
Wish i could stay for dawn
But i better not
Hate what i see and
I feel defeated
It's like there's nothing at all
I'll miss you the most
Ghost in the shell
Walking through this hell
Called life and I dwell
On the time that we fell apart
I hate it
Im feeling so vacant
My soul feels so naked
Without you im jaded
Pick at these wounds
Till i see the bone
Deep down i still really miss your Soul
I'm feeling backed down
Keep it on the low
Cause I'm so messed up
But I can't let go
Staring at my flesh i hate it
I am encased in a body of makeshift Skin
Staring at my hands afraid of
A skin, a carapace
Left empty and it makes me sick
Bury my body in wisteria