كلمات SPIT

Grief Grief grows Self Destruction's all I know Know! Your son Is a shell now Dragged below Chew me up Spit me out It's the image in the static I can't stand Take my hand Force my head under the water like I planned Like I planned! It's me I can't stand The more I push I can't sleep The more I push Bury me Chew me up Spit me out It's the image in the static I can't stand Take my hand Force my head under the water like I planned Chew me up Tear me up inside Spit me out This is only Temporary