Dead memories in my heart.
Slipknot
And whatever may come,
It slowly disappears.
If I'm alone I cannot hate.
And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again.
All of my questions are answers to my sins.
I've known faces that have disappeared in time
Find me wrapped in glass and slowly soaked in lime
All My friends have pictures made to make you cry
I've seen this and wondered
What I've done to calcify
You all stare, but you'll never see
there is something inside me
I push my fingers into my eyes
It's the only thing
That slowly stops the ache.
Hard to say what caught my attention
Fixed and crazy – aphid attraction
Carve my name in my face — to recognize
Such a pheromone cult to terrorize
She seemed dressed in all of me
Stretched across my shame
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me
I'd do anything to have her to myself
Just to have her for myself