Dread makes my feet slow
As I amble into my hallow grave
I built it myself, I know
Because my heart concave
Watching you pretend to smile
My blood boils
I can't shake the feeling for a while
Being with you made me spiral
Spinning out of control
I end up digging deeper
A hole into which I role
If I graph my fall it'd grow steeper
Anger bubbles beneath the surface
My fists coil and tighten
My knuckles whiten
You hurt me so bad I hate you
I know you hate yourself too
Because you can't face me
And you can't replace me