Stone SourBother

wish I was too dead to cry
my self-affliction fades
stones to throw at my creator
masochists to which I cater
you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
but once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
never had a voice to protest
so you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason;
my flaws are open season
for this, I gave up trying
one good turn deserves my dying you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
but once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds wish I'd died instead of lived
a zombie hides my face
shell forgotten
with its memories
diaries left
with cryptic entries and you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
but once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
but once I hold on
I'll never live down my deceit