Lyrics
i wish i were dead
driven by a force past comprehension to a state of abject fear
You wish you were dead., there s a man living inside my head Purgatory, purgatory endlessly repeating
i ll still be crucified in the morning
I ll still be crucified in the morning, my soul is rotting away Black, you wish you were dead.
He has my voice, and he talks to me in the dead of night, a perfect contradiction
There s a man living inside my head, i ve grown used to the stench of decay
Die before life begins, my soul is rotting away, my soul is rotting away
My soul is rotting away, i live in purgatory
i feel a little more crumble every day
My soul is rotting away, tormenting me
but i never used to think the way he tells me i did
Torn from conception, behold my pain
the will to live or to breathe has gone
there s a man living inside my head
Welcome death, my soul is rotting away Black, i pull the nails out of my hands and feet
Lying in my bed, a perfect contradiction Black, you wish you were dead.
I wish i were dead, i ll still be crucified in the morning
I feel a little more crumble every day, and i m starting to believe what he says
there s a man living inside my head
i ve grown used to the stench of decay
tormenting me
Behold my pain, you wish you were dead., tormenting me
The will to live or to breathe has gone, there s a man living inside my head, torn from conception
I ll still be crucified in the morning, the will to live or to breathe has gone, there s a man living inside my head
it won t end till i stop breathing
And i m starting to believe what he says, torn from conception
It won t end till i stop breathing, there s a man living inside my head Tongue, behold my pain
The will to live or to breathe has gone, torn from conception
I ve grown used to the stench of decay, and he talks to me in the dead of night
and i m starting to believe what he says
Behold my pain, there s a man living inside my head, i wish i were dead