Lyrics
I bleed
From every pore
Fatal error
Leaves a living corpse
My skin
Melts from my bones
Eyes peeled open
Pain no one should know
Pain no one should know
Rotting in bed
My will is yours
Braindead
Still I endure
Fluid builds inside my lungs
Cells die one by one
Die
Slow
Every minute
Inching closer to death
But that shit's at least like six fucking miles away
Time stands still
Deteriorate
At the pinnacle of suffering
For eighty-three days
My body is killing itself
Slowest death imaginable
Die
Slow
Die
Slow
WRITERS
Dylan Andras
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Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
Sexual
