Sickened - ExitWounds

I’m losing hope for this world

I think I’m getting sick

All my thoughts are made with malice

And I’m fucking tired of it

This is no generation

It’s just a nest of maggots

So hang them by their fucking throat

If they want chaos they can have it

I muffle out the cries

This is well deserved

I watch our children die

From the poison they are served

Keeping posies in my pocket from the fear of getting burned

Displaying negligence is all the world has ever learned

Stay th fuck away from me I think I’m getting sick

Stay the fuck away from m I think I’m getting sick

Stay the fuck away from me I think I’m getting sick

Stay the fuck away from me I think I’m getting sick

Sick of getting sick

No remorse

No salvation

No explanation

For my sins

Tie me up

And watch me swing

I fear no consequence

Just this release of pain

Separate the tongue that sits behind my teeth

Captivate the sickness underneath my skin