This pulse is

Impulsive

Never satisfied

It leads me

Force feeds me

And still there's nothing inside

I keep my mouth shut

I walk away, but

I can't get out of this place

I keep caving

And this craving

Is needing more than a taste

My face is in the dirt

This time it's going to hurt

Why do you look surprised

I might as well

Make my own hell

Good enough to televise

Is this impertinence permanent

Or am I stuck on repeat

Don't want this impolite appetite

Sinking my teeth in the meat

I'm in the fucking dirt

It's always going to hurt

And no, I'm not surprised

I might as well

Make my own hell

Good enough to televise

I'm falling apart, falling apart

I'm out of control, out of control

And every misstep

Is gonna swallow me whole

A decade of decay

Is gonna eat me alive

But at least you can feast

So one of us survives

I'm falling apart, falling apart

I'm out of control, out of control

And every misstep

Is gonna swallow me whole