You’re feeling bad again, it hurts like a stab
Your doctor is at a loss examining your labs
He won’t ever find me
So let him explore every part of your body
Meds help you for a while and when you’re numb
There’s no effect on me, ‘cause I’m just a crumb
You won’t ever find me
I sat here deep inside your soul
Long before you’ve met your own
I will drip out of your pores
I will chip off to destroy
Redesign and redefine
Sucking on your badly wounded heart
Such a novеl, state of art
Rip off philosophy in disguise
Composing DNA using your eyеs
You won’t ever fight me
You won’t make no sense after cutting your own throat
Recalling memories of stones and sticks
So full of energy, I’ll break your ribs
You won’t ever fight me
Scared to look up inside your soul
Just let me leave this town of yours
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