Infected

Sometimes I want to punish myself for the thoughts that flash through my mind. Even though I know I would never act on them, they are still inside me and I hate myself for it. (searching for their origin) (and I know it's not my fault) (they tear me apart from the inside) (what can still help me?) It's like a nasty infection a slow-acting reaction it eats me up from the inside and I feel its poisonous bite I need an antidote or an exorcist how long will I be able to hold out? When will thoughts become true deeds? And how will I find true satisfaction? (searching for their origin) (and I know it's not my fault) (they tear me apart from the inside) (what else can help me?) It's like a nasty infection A slow-acting reaction It eats me up from the inside And I feel its poisonous bite [Bridge] (Suck the poison out of me!!!x4) I'm standing on the edge of the abyss I'm sinking deeper and deeper Can't breathe anymore Feels like I'm slowly dying So I lose myself in drugs every day Maybe that's not the best way But it makes the pain go away Maybe I'll pay for it painfully (Searching for its origin) (and I know it's not my fault) (they tear me apart from the inside) (what can still help me?)