Run

Staring into black

I'm always thinking of another day

I focus on the pain and always

Find a new shade of grey

Too familiar impulsions nestled deep within my mind state

I'm always thinking back about some bullshit I could never change

Another bandage I've stitched to the wound

The cycle ends with rips to the glue

I always fucking let myself just get used

It really is just nothing new

I told myself to keep digging

Digging in this hole looking for meaning

'Til I found myself bleeding

Back on my own, a familiar feeling

Here again

Writing words, my own dissection

Always tryna write another page

Nothingness

Bloodstains in my reflection

I guess it's in the fucking veins

I, this carbon orchestration

Always fucking digging and

I'm a slave to mortal sanctions

Always fucking digging, yeah

Run

Another toxin in my veins

I guess somethings will never change