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
