the trait that is still

left on the killing floor for you

that smile as he still

itches for killing more of you

the taste as he still

catches me lasting to it

the recoil they still

dream of that lasting spit

are you

shutdown in it

shut my eyes only once

brought me back up for nothing

yet it always seems like

I live in the shit

I make it bleed

I wont ever quit

I cause the need

lying in my bed

telling me your scared

of me when Im god

of me when Im dead

the temptation still

passses me lying for it only

false reminders still

drown myself trying for it only

reaching upwards still

squashes me under it

its only god still

seizing my final breath

are you

shutdown in it

shut my eyes only once

brought me back up for nothing

yet it always seems like

Im drawn into it

I cant belong

such a perfect fit

I wont be wrong

holding on in vein

telling me your scared

of me when Im god

of me when Im dead

I live in the shit

I make it bleed

I wont ever quit

I cause the need

lying in my bed

telling me your scared

of me when Im god

of me when Im dead

love me when Im god

love me when Im dead

dead

I dont want to be shutdown