Candles lit across my bed
A thousand thoughts run through my head
Broken glass across the floor
And I can't even reach the door
I raped myself
Slow castration
Fell off the shelf (my fascination)
Inside my hell (a simulation)
Put myself in, my situation
I watch the ravens peck my eyes
but I want to watch me die
Trapped inside my mind's frustration
a morbid kind of masturbation
A morbid kind of masturbation
I raped myself
Slow castration
Fell off the shelf (my fascination)
Inside my hell (a simulation)
Put myself in, my situation