Ingest...
Integrity lives with a split lip and sunken black eyes,
This is the schizophrenic abandonment,
A constant banishment and welcoming...
Is this it?
I'm done anyway,
I'm tied to the tracks with nothing at stake.
Find your way to me, please amnesty,
For the life of me, I can't seem to say what I mean.
Well I'm sick of failure,
And I'm sick to death of flooding it out.
I've said my peace, but I walk in doubt,
Because I hate every word that comes out of my mouth.
Ingest, come down, reject,
The gutter cradles a filthy insect.
Demons to feed, I've got sorrows to hydrate,
See what I see, feel what I feel.