The Metamorphosis

Well you fucked up everything And ruined what could of been And now I can't even stand the sight of you Blinded by the waist side For reasons you can't decide But nor do I have the strength to hear you Well my God what have I done? And my God what have I done? And my God what have I done? Won't you crawl into the hole That you commonly call your abyss? And my God what have I missed? And my God what have I missed? And my God what have I done to deserve this? When logic is never seen Or followed by what should be Well, anything that resembles truth And falsifications read The devil drives you to me Idle and useless and toothless Yet ruthless and rootless and foolish I knew this I know Well my God what have I done? And my God what have I done? And my God what have I done? Won't you crawl into the hole That you commonly call your abyss? And my God what have I missed? And my God what have I missed? And my God what have I done to deserve this? And my God what have I done? And my God what have I done? And my God what have I done? Won't you crawl into the hole That they commonly call your abyss? And my God what have I missed? Well my God what have I missed? And my God what have I done to deserve this? This metamorphosis This metamorphosis This metamorphosis