Stretch Your Legs to Coffin Length

Today my past has come alive to eat
All of the guts that I use to just keep my feet
Moving left and right as my legs shake like trees
Oh how I curse the heavens for not taken me
(God damn)
This whole mess that’s me
(I don’t trust myself)
I’m in way too deep
And every night I erase the day
With the strongest drinks they’ll give to me
And I awake
Much to my dismay
To find that I’m still staring at the same ceiling
I just wish once
That I could get this right
And have the angels from the south take me at night
And all I have is meaningless
And all I found is nothingness
In this self loathing sickness
And all I have is meaningless
And all I found is nothingness
In this self loathing sickness
And all I have is meaningless
And all I found is nothingness