
Relentless Torment Lorna Shore
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Relentless torment. The endless cycle of torment claws at the back of my skull
Relentless and constant, my rapid conscience taunts me at night
I'm forever haunted. Compulsive and hysteric
Unbalanced irrational speculations of scenarios and conversations with faces I don’t know
Overanalyze incessant inquisitous situations. My mind a cursed creation
I've lost touch. A constant feeling to be at rest, my pulse rises as the pain swells into my chest
Relentless torment. The endless cycle of torment claws at the back of my skull
Relentless and constant, my rapid conscience taunts me at night
I'm forever haunted. Compulsive and hysteric
Unbalanced irrational speculations of scenarios & conversations with faces I don’t know
Overanalyze incessant inquisitous situations. My mind a cursed creation
I've lost touch. A constant feeling to be at rest, my pulse rises as the pain swells into my chest
Relentless torment. The constant thinking, the fear of things I cannot control
Relentless torment. A decaying mind trapped inside a lost soul
A prisoner to my own thoughts. I feel my consciousness rot. I am lost
Relentless and constant, my rapid conscience taunts me at night
I'm forever haunted. Compulsive and hysteric
Unbalanced irrational speculations of scenarios and conversations with faces I don’t know
Overanalyze incessant inquisitous situations. My mind a cursed creation
I've lost touch. A constant feeling to be at rest, my pulse rises as the pain swells into my chest
Relentless torment. The endless cycle of torment claws at the back of my skull
Relentless and constant, my rapid conscience taunts me at night
I'm forever haunted. Compulsive and hysteric
Unbalanced irrational speculations of scenarios & conversations with faces I don’t know
Overanalyze incessant inquisitous situations. My mind a cursed creation
I've lost touch. A constant feeling to be at rest, my pulse rises as the pain swells into my chest
Relentless torment. The constant thinking, the fear of things I cannot control
Relentless torment. A decaying mind trapped inside a lost soul
A prisoner to my own thoughts. I feel my consciousness rot. I am lost
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