Testo di The Shape

Hurt again, lost again? Not much you can do when I'm coming from every direction It is my guilty pleasure Hunting you down like a motherfucking lethal injection It is my drive, my itch, my passion To take the life you call your own Trapped inside a box of glass Your fragility is showing The perfect prey for a hungry heart The only time you'll feel safe Is when you’re buried six feet deep The cycle of terror does not end here Welcome to your eternity When everything goes dark And the silence grows, leaving its bloody mark Trapped beneath the earth You'll still feel me breathe down your fucking spine You're done Leave me alone I can't sleep at night With these thoughts lingering inside my mind I can't quiet the voices They force me to listen, over and over again I fucking hate what I've become I hate what I've become I hate what I've become I hate what I've become I hate what I've fucking become I'm fucking sick Sick I hate what I've fucking become I hate what I've become