I've Made Such A Mess Here Songtext
von Deeps Repus
I've Made Such A Mess Here Songtext
I′m starting to doubt my innocence
I'm feeling a strong ambivalence
But it′s something I think I have to do
There's something that grows inside of me
A million signs of destiny
And the only thing holding me back is you
So don't try to resist, it′ll just make it worse
I don′t give a shit about how much it hurts
If you'd just close your mouth I can get this done quick
But stop your bitching cause it′s making me sick
I know it feels wrong, but still I must
I've got no regrets, my soul is rust
You′re just so quiet and full of peace
Your body's all wrapped up in a flag
Prepared to be thrown south of the plague
An immaculate spiritual release
Just let go of your mind, even though it′s not there
There's some level of calm when you're not quite prepared
This is just what you want, you′re a masochist fuck
And I′ll destroy you so I guess you're in luck
Your vomit and blood are everywhere
The bramble is tangled in your hair
But nobody cares about your face
Got rid of that thing just lying here
I′ve already made you disappear
You can't complain when your body is erased
Now I know that we′re done, that's enough for today
You′ve been doing too much since your birth anyway
And we're all just in luck, cause you're finally still
This is a tale of success for this kill
I'm feeling a strong ambivalence
But it′s something I think I have to do
There's something that grows inside of me
A million signs of destiny
And the only thing holding me back is you
So don't try to resist, it′ll just make it worse
I don′t give a shit about how much it hurts
If you'd just close your mouth I can get this done quick
But stop your bitching cause it′s making me sick
I know it feels wrong, but still I must
I've got no regrets, my soul is rust
You′re just so quiet and full of peace
Your body's all wrapped up in a flag
Prepared to be thrown south of the plague
An immaculate spiritual release
Just let go of your mind, even though it′s not there
There's some level of calm when you're not quite prepared
This is just what you want, you′re a masochist fuck
And I′ll destroy you so I guess you're in luck
Your vomit and blood are everywhere
The bramble is tangled in your hair
But nobody cares about your face
Got rid of that thing just lying here
I′ve already made you disappear
You can't complain when your body is erased
Now I know that we′re done, that's enough for today
You′ve been doing too much since your birth anyway
And we're all just in luck, cause you're finally still
This is a tale of success for this kill
Writer(s): Empor Perez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com