| Lyrics: | I'm on a mission, I made my decision
to lead a path of self destruction,
A slow progression,
killing my complexion
and it's rotting out my teeth.
I'm on a roll, no self
control
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine,
Don't know what I want, and that's all
that I've got
and I'm picking scabs off my face.
Every hour ,my blood is running
sour
and my pulse is beating out of time
l found a treasure, filled with sick
pleasure
and it sits on a thin white line.
I'm on a roll, no self control
I'm
blowing off steam with methamphetamine,
Don't know what I want, and that's all that I've
got
and I'm picking scabs off my face.
I'm on a mission, I've got no decision
to
lead a path of self destruction,
Wish in one hand, shit in the other
and see which one gets
filled first.
I'm on a roll, no self control
I'm blowing off steam with
methamphetamine,
Don't know what I want, and that's all that I've got
and I'm picking scabs
off my face.
Geek.........Stink..........Breath |
