Whore - by Erik Smith
This
pre-music era of my life
Consumed with half-ass outlets for pain
Desires build self hatered thrives
Unable to release I'm going insane
I want to transform
Fucking held back by creativity
Fucking unable to release my mind
Release the noise self destructively
Self hate and desires I can't act upon
My mistakes bloom into spiked rusting flowers
Stabbing into me in season for no reason
Seeds matured destroying me I have no power
The TV mocks me again
I wanna smash the screens
Nails mashing through my head
Releasing angry screams
It falls apart onto the floor
Self-destructive fucking whore
Fuck some lives fuck mine up more
I'm such a fucking bitch-ass whore
Cry and puke upon the floor
A pathetic fucking whore
Ready to ravage my fucking life a whole lot more
Like a rock burning through the sky
A fucking, fading whore
