fuck the remembrance.
yesterday is a suicide away,
just a trigger push from this pain.

Did it feel good my friend?
To taste my innocence and lick it all away,
just a swirl of shame.

Pressed against the wall,
I have to turn away.
rip apart my insides this way.

Fuck the now and all its glory.
Today is but a murder away,
just a slice off of the ordinary.

Does it feel good my friend?
To play upon this, my obsession,
To excite my addiction.

Down on all fours in the dark.
I am glad I can look away.
tearing apart my dignity.

Fuck the coming tomorrows.
They tear at my insanity,
Just a creaming between my legs.

Does it feel good my friend?
To know that now you just excite me,
As you destroy my morality.

Does it fucking feel good...