Tekst:
Kitchen Knife Conspiracy Pathetic

this feeling cannot be real it's not my time to feel my soul seep through my pores leaves me wanting more look up at the dark night i suck my last breath

4:20 in the morning yeah i can't sleep i've got the cold feverish friendly fears crawling all over me yeah it's my relief stare at the ceiling one more

crawling through the darkness you'll be dead by sunrise coming through your back door i came to terrorize you can never get away you can never get away

twisting and turning your spine changes lines all these emotions have you fucked up inside give it all up and commit suicide now you go and try to trade

take look into my eyes what do you see broken by lies conspiracy take i will kill again i hate you you never understand you never listen you never cared