Wide open chitterlings and smoked up lungs

How I found this head up here
Feeling numb like a broken wing
She lays me down on my grave
Forever got myself a sting
Imagine me all alone inside
Forgive me for my only ride

No, ohhh ohhh
No, back down
Back down
They were feeling so down

Floats underwater, dry
Chitterlings on the floor
No one to go that way
Rape the unwanted, decay
Follow me, I'm full of mistakes

Stomach pain killing sight
Smoked up soothing lungs, won't fight
All along the breathing lies
They said no more cries

No, ohhh ohhh
No, back down
Back down
They were feeling so down

Two sicken holes and none
Alive, couldn't they hide the gun

10-06-2012