ANARCHY - Murder Me Dead

Time has never been so meaningless
Cognition as corrupted as ever
Concealing these curious incisions
Yet it's anguish that I've severed
This desiccated vow
Is one to lament
I'll never see a hiatus
From my discontent
This desiccated vow
Has taken my life to quell
Strip me of my innocence
And send me straight to hell

Now all my days are spent
Enlightened to the self destructive
I've never been so close to death
It's never been this seductive
We were born to punish ourselves
We were conceived to suffer
Now living to feel something else
Desire and pain feeding off each other

Murder me
Murder me
Murder me dead

Which of us will be forsaken?
Who will see the ground first?
Giving up this path we've taken
Sentience: the greatest curse

Murder me
Murder me
Murder me
Put me down

Which of us will be forsaken?
Who will see the ground first?
Every day that I live on
It only gets worse

Written by:
Fionn McAuliffe, Reese Tiller

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