Testo di 'Bad Taste (feat. Sepha.)' di Rivilin

There’s something creeping down my bones
I think it’s you 'cus you’re the only who makes this your home
I don’t wanna know where you are
Your drowning at my thoughts, but I think that I know I’m alone

I know I’m something that you discard
Just like my father I was never fucking worth it in the end
My skin is peeling off my fingertips
I think I’ve had I enough, I know that you wish I was dead

Twinkle little star
How could I ever reach this far
Won't you cut me up
Break me down and say I’m all yours

Manic depressed in the brain I’m fucked anyway
Can’t live a day without thinking I’m insane
These walls are breathing all again
I see these faces laugh in the end
At me and I think it’s all pretend
But deep down they know there alive inside me
Breathing, changing, morphing me into something I hate

I can’t take it anymore man
I wanna say that I’m ok but I’m not
I’m breaking down on the daily
Shaking everyday I feel like I’ve lost
Its ok, its ok, I never mattered anyway
Just a fucked up in high school
Lost where I wanted to be
Lost what I wanted to see cause of you

Family petitions to get admission into mental hospitals I hate
'Cause they don’t wanna see me anymore
They can’t deal with this manic state
Waking up in my bed alone
Waking up all again its shown
That I have no faith in you
I don’t have faith in my own soul

Where I do go in this journey
Where do I turn when the path just always ends
With you and me facing each other turning pages I can’t mend
All these scars there shown deep down in my skin
I feel like, I’ve lost again

There’s something creeping down my bones
I think it’s you 'cus you’re the only who makes this your home
I don’t wanna know where you are
Your drowning at my thoughts, but I think that I know I’m alone

I know I’m something that you discard
Just like my father I was never fucking worth it in the end
My skin is peeling off my fingertips
I think I’ve had I enough, I know that you wish I was dead

Another 9 to the 5
Another break to the bottle
Break my pride and throttled
From the dust
Of the drab

I’m living for someone else
Im living someone else’s struggle
Head gains weight and strains
I’ll take a flight
From my brain
Medicate, play ur game

Well
Talk buys time in murder
Escape u then I’ll serve ya
Night sky beats like a war drum
It beats my ears
In demon hums
It treats my deer
To forest scum
Consumed by willing forces
Participate in clauses

Alarm beats 20 times
Out of speak out of rhyme
Wake up
Get to fuck
Another day
Another grind

Alarm beats 20 times
Out of speak out of rhyme
Wake up
Get to fuck
Another day
Another grind
Fuck

There’s something creeping down my bones
I think it’s you 'cus you’re the only who makes this your home
I don’t wanna know where you are
Your drowning at my thoughts, but I think that I know I’m alone

I know I’m something that you discard
Just like my father I was never fucking worth it in the end
My skin is peeling off my fingertips
I think I’ve had I enough, I know that you wish I was dead