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I'm currently running on a caffeine sugar and adrenaline high.  Mostly adrenaline.  Just that fucking pissed off about everything.  I think this fits for what has gone from one person to three.


Constantly plagued by this thought
It is relentless
Dragging me down
And you are useless
A social abscess
I cannot take on anymore
You've got me trapped in a circumscription
Another modern day crucifixion
Now is the time, now is the time
I've got to find you, find you,
bring you down

I have the motivation
And now I need an alibi

I can just go on pretending
that your existence
doesn't make me want to
crush every bone inside of you
until the blood in your veins stops moving
I can just go on pretending
That just looking at you doesn't make
me want to smash you, break you,
tear you to shreds until you're
transformed into evidence

I only need an alibi...

I have the motivation...
(it's You!)
And now I need an alibi
I have the motivation...
(it's You!)
Get out of my fucking life!

I have the motivation...
(it's You!)

It won't stop
It won't stop
Until you're rotting!