[Verse 1] Just what I did, with this new fluid, feeling ruined, so I brewed it Poured it fast, inside a glass, to get past my own damn past With some water for the slaughter of a self worth I thought I had Two new layers for the players in this prayer for the sad And I am shaking, while I'm making, my foundation I am breaking Yeah it floats above my notes, my sunken boats, and tired moats Of the water that has dropped, where all my better thoughts have stopped With a baster it's much faster, a cheap master of disaster [Chorus] And the textures have their edges on the ledges of my mind And they're buzzing, dozens humming, my undoing is so kind Hear the drumming that is coming, it's a final, peaceful humming This self hate is now my fate, it's not too late to clear the slate [Verse 2] I pour a bit, I have to sit, the final fit before I quit So I huff the rag, because I'm sad, it's all I've had, this life's so bad Ready to die, so why not tonight? Fade from the light, end this whole fight The sweet smell is a fake farewell to my own hell, it casts its spell The rapid chill is such a thrill, my will is nil, my heart is still It burns my skin, where do I begin to shed this sin and let death win? For four whole rags my spirit drags between the crags and body bags The final trip from just a sip upon my lip, I start to slip [Chorus] And the textures have their edges on the ledges of my mind And they're buzzing, dozens humming, my undoing is so kind Hear the drumming that is coming, it's a final, peaceful humming This self hate is now my fate, it's not too late to clear the slate [Verse 3] The trip will fade, a sharp new blade, a choice I've made, a sad parade The bitter taste, such a disgrace, laid to waste in this dead space I see no visions, make no decisions, just collisions with my derisions And then I'm sick, a horrid trick, this final kick, it makes me tick My stomach hurts, my spirit flirts with all the dirt, my soul asserts It wants to flee, this is not me, or who I'd be, if I were free Don't get to sleep but in the deep my secrets creep of my self hate, the price is steep. [Chorus] And the textures have their edges on the ledges of my mind And they're buzzing, dozens humming, my undoing is so kind Hear the drumming that is coming, it's a final, peaceful humming This self hate is now my fate, it's not too late to clear the slate [Verse 4] It has a smell of my own hell, a ringing bell, a wishing well Of my despair, beyond compare, it clings to hair, my cross to bear This lingering shame reminds my name is just a game I cannot claim The vapor's low, a ghostly flow, and I just know it's time to go And I just think, upon the brink, about a spark to kill the dark A single fire for my pyre, my one desire, to burn entire This curse is worse, inside the hearse, my final verse: the last answer is the cancer that I crave and that's the call. [Chorus] And the textures have their edges on the ledges of my mind And they're buzzing, dozens humming, my undoing is so kind Hear the drumming that is coming, it's a final, peaceful humming This self hate is now my fate, it's not too late to clear the slate [Outro] I'm lying down, I wear the crown of this ghost town, and I just drown Then I feel better, which doesn't matter, just the chatter on the platter So I'll return, I have to yearn, to feel the burn, and never learn It was worth it for the birth of this dead mirth upon the earth... Because this hate's my only friend, right to the end... there is no end.
