I can see that I did it again

The little boy grew up to be just what he’s not

I can’t see what’s coming in on me

All of you live in his thoughts

Carving

Carving

Would fight for cocaine

Would you steal for cocaine

Would you fuck for cocaine

Will you live your life in my dark pain

Cocaine

Would you live your life for my dark pain

Open the body that lives in the closet

I told him to stop it but I had to shove him inside

Open the body that lives in the closet it’s rotting in my mind

I can see that I did it again

The little boy grew up to be just what he’s not

I will continue to kill who I see

Until I am caught

Carving

I’m still carving