Thanatomorphose

I wash myself in a cold shower Counting down the seconds, the minutes, the hours... And death is growing in my heart, like flowers I've tried to breathe new life, but I've no power I stare at the ceiling I scream at the wall I'm not sure what I'm feeling I'm not sure that I feel at all I feel like my heart's beating slow Like it cannot bear to live in my chest My soul is leaking out of skin I keep pristine That's the price I pay for trynna be the best I'm losing myself I'm rotting away I lose faith in everything More and more each passing day