Run

Staring into black
I'm always thinking of another day
I focus on the pain and always
Find a new shade of grey
Too familiar impulsions nestled deep within my mind state
I'm always thinking back about some bullshit I could never change

Another bandage I've stitched to the wound
The cycle ends with rips to the glue
I always fucking let myself just get used
It really is just nothing new

I told myself to keep digging
Digging in this hole looking for meaning
Till I found myself bleeding
Back on my own, a familiar feeling

Here again
Writing words, my own dissection
Always tryna write another page
Nothingness
Bloodstains in my reflection
I guess it's in the fucking veins

I, this carbon orchestration
Always fucking digging and
I'm a slave to mortal sanctions
Always fucking digging, yeah

Run

Another toxin in my veins
I guess somethings will never change