Yeah, there are days when I would like to get away
From the shackles that are my own life
Replay all the negativity inside of me
Until the fibers of my body rot and die

Cut the skin
What lies underneath is evil
Can't escape
Picking at the scabs of my mind

There are days when I would like to fucking get away
From the misery in my own life
Inside of me, darkness is alive
And it won't be gone until the demons show
Falling to the depths below, bury me, bury me

Cut the skin
What lies underneath is evil
Can't escape
Picking at the scabs of my mind

Don't think too much
Let it fade away
Don't care at all

There's always something in the way
Don't ever tread against the current that is me
Can you feel it? Do you follow me?
I'm a vulture and I pummel through the eyes
Devour what's in front of me

Can you feel it?
Do you follow me?

Cut the skin
What lies underneath is evil
Can't escape
Picking at the scabs of my mind

Cut the skin
What lies underneath is evil
Can't escape
Picking at the scabs of my mind
Falling to the depths below

Can you feel it?
Do you follow me?