Stagnate

Spinning up and spitting up

I used to feel like giving up

And now there's nothing new

About a noose that tightens

"Live a little" rabbit holes

Brought me to a red room

And now there's nothing here

But no control

I've lost my heart

And lost my mind

Along the way

To play the game

Communication fixes

Everything between the willing

But no one here is listening

X's on my chest

You have my attention

Living in my head

Cutting open doors

In my skin

Violence is your love language

I taste blood

You still choose to salt the wounds

I feel numb

Contorted faces showing anguish

This is how we talk

It only ends when you get off

But I gave up

Constant contest

If I'm honest

Using knives to make a promise

Lover seeks to make a home

Locking with Stockholms syndrome

Blood's so god damned thin

The walls are fucking spinning

The air begins to stagnate

My lungs are filled with panic

Lost my heart

And lost my mind

Along the way

To play the game

Communication fixes

Everything between the willing

No one here is

Listening

Violence is your love language

I taste blood

You still choose to salt the wounds

I feel numb

Contorted faces showing anguish

This is how we talk

It only ends when you get off

But I gave up

Violence is your love language

I'm used up

You still choose to salt the wounds

I'm just numb

Contorted faces showing anguish

Is this how we talk?

It only ends when you get off

I'm used up

X's on my chest force me to think

What is life without pain?

Skin will be reborn one day

But for now

I live with hate

What is life without pain

If not exist through hate

If not exist through hate