Hostage VCTMS

Eyes heavy, I haven’t been sleeping
Bloodshot from staring straight at my ceiling
Thoughts ripping me to pieces, I’m speechless
I keep latching onto temporary happiness
Even if it’s for a night, that’s one less I’ll spend
Overwhelmed & stress again
Fixating on things I can’t control
Like god damn tunnel vision
Burdening this weight alone

There’s nothing left to feed on
Capillaries have ran dry, blood leaking out of my mind
Toxicity & I, we intertwine
No last words, put me in the dirt
I don’t wanna feel, I don’t wanna hurt
No last words, put me in the dirt
Six feet is what I deserve

It’s funny, isn’t it? Working towards the imminent
Really wish I nеver fucking pissed away my innocencе
Another year sleeping through my hands
Growing old is a hell I can’t stand

We all end up with nothing and that’s the deadly sting
Inevitable and crushing, look what it’s made me
No last words, put me in the dirt
I don’t wanna feel, I don’t wanna hurt
Six feet is what I deserve