ROT : Spend


I killed once, killed twice,
killed in silence
and scratched out your smile.
Shared with you, now I’m starving through,
chained the days replacing you.

Drag me in, then burn your sins on my sleep.
Waves crashing against, invert and hiding,
sinking thoughts of failure.
Into the sound I sealed my tomb..

Spend myself on little things,
spend in silence -something is pushing.
Too soon in bloom, on my knees,
that something is pushing me.

You killed it once, killed it twice,
killed in silence
and scratched out my smile.
Shared with me, now you’re starving through,
chained the days replacing you.

Spend myself on little things,
spend in silence -something is pushing.
Too soon in bloom, on my knees,
that something is pushing me.

Made out of nothing,
trudge through the maze.
Hold my hand and show me
waste behind your fragile mask..

Made out of nothing,
trudge through the maze.
Hold my hand; I’ll show you
waste behind my fragile mask..

[pRovOcaTiv – 2003]


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