Less Than Nothing

Bring these words to the grave,

Your blood will be my debt to pay.

My soul hollowed out,

On the day you left me here for dead,

You abandoner.

​​Dismembered and torn,

​​A child in hatred is born.

​​This deformation is a curse of my own.

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​​This is a prison cell,

​​You put yourself in.

​​This is a prison cell,

​​This is where you will stay.

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​​​​Do we have to suffer to be set free?

​​It’s safe to say, there is no other way.

​​What will it take to make you see?

​​Bring these words to the grave,

​​Your blood will be my debt to pay.

​​Termites;

Piece by piece, consume what would have been.

​​At the center you’re all the same,

​​You’re both the same,

​​On your backward spiral ego trip.

​​Kill another version of yourself.

​​Shedding skin to become someone else.

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​​You demanded a seat at the table,

​​But you cut off the hand that feeds.

​​Now you come crawling back to me.

​​Your limbs may heal but you’re still just a snake.

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Do we have to suffer to be set free?

​​It’s safe to say, there is no other way.

​​What will it take to make you see?

​​Bring these words to the grave,

​​Your blood will be my debt to pay.

My debt to pay.

​​​​The devil lies behind both doors.

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​​Next time you fall,

​​I’ll watch your head split open.

​​Rip my sutures out so I can see,

​​You are less than nothing.

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​​​​You can’t hide from me.

​​You can’t hide from me.

​​You can’t hide in this hell I built for you.

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​​You are less than nothing.