Crisis - Different Ways Of Decay Lyrics
I think I'm rotting on the inside.way down deep inside my soul...I've built this little coffin that I live in every day.I peek out every day or so to see those ghosts at play.I've got my knife right by my side.I keep it warm, I hold the blade.I want to keep watch, keep hold...for when they come to take my soul away.I've got this fear living inside me.it keeps me crippled and cold.like a child I lie frozen.I hope these arms won't reach out and take hold.there's blood on my face it keeps me warm at night...