Starving and snarling through the barren and desolate
Scorched and torched he's societal celibate
Biting at the ankles of the self righteous hypocrites
A demon in the night there is no way that he would ever quit
Feeding on the corpses of the ones once by his side
The one he was before this fight no longer in his sight
He never even cared about the thoughts trapped in his mind
The hand that once had fed him is the hand that he now bites
Self-Deprecate
Self-Deprecate
Crawling through the mud
Barbed wire tearing through his flesh
Self inflicted wounds are always better when they're fresh
Fighting for nothing is okay when you're second best
Pushing and pushing until he fails like all the rest
Honestly I think this is the way it's meant to be
I'm imprisoned in my mind and I will never be free
There's no escape, it's a cycle of disease
I'm disgusted by the other me inside of me
Self-Deprecate
Self-Deprecation is a fucking disease
Anything for me to put my mind back to ease
Feeling like it's over and I'll never be free
Open my lungs I just want to fucking breathe