Closer

Closer Wanna bring you in Have you felt the touch of an incubus Vampiric clutch your blood I suck Ashes to ashes dust to dust Worldwide bombs with the countless victims Hear them haunting in my visions Chosen Ts what I've been For martyrdom or useless miss? There's nothing left I might as well Sell my soul to second self Sins slithering off the shelf Intertwined with mental health I am the Yin sans the yang Chemicals pump through the brain Leading to your seventh state Your thirteenth sun, my iron slate Is looking far beyond my soul with eyes closed tight and taps burned cold We search for something to make us whole But always fail for nevermore