DESCRIPTION:
Track 1 from the 1994 album, Sore

LYRICS:

Kill myself...

I think I know you, my time is not so clear.
To scrape myself away, my god, what a fucked up day.
In violence we linger, this is not my home.
I see dirty razors, relax, it won't be ok.

I never knew just how long.
You gave and took in the same.
My response is not kind.
This meth has raped my mind.

I came, strength failed, the dead breath broke.
All weak it cried out, found out the lost cage.
In pitiful he sank, the lives complain unnerved.
Sense of a sick return, I'm wired, weak mind again.

I never knew just how long.
You gave and took in the same.
My response is not kind.
This meth has rape my mind.

My wasted life.
I trim the pain again.
The skill to cure the mad.
Collapsed, the clinics closed.
It's not the same.
To fake what can't delay.
I try not to change.
But my mind, it's not ok.
I live to carnage the weak.
My cancer is so in need.
Administer forgotten shame.
With gentle fucking restraint.

You lied.
You fucking lied...