Dead Soul

Self ridden of this pain of feeling so alone
Growing older, just a snake to the ones who have given you a home
The blood flows cold
You must be a dead soul
The blood flows cold
You must be a dead soul
These maturities are masked by insecurities
What lies beneath is a broken person
Claiming to be an idol of worship
Your actions have consequence in death
Creating a broken path
These chains of events, is a chain of regrets
What will make this all end?
Swallow the pill you call pride
Holding your breath for the rest of your life
Sinking your fangs
Into the ones not to blame
Damn, it’s a shame
How does one be so vein
Your demise of a short lived life
The barriers remain centered at the fault line
So read between the lines
While you find solace in your mind
You can’t stop this fucking wave