ROT D:

I don't know how I even see Blinded all so furiously Barely able to likely seem Like answers giving me anything Ripped out from my own guts I just don't know how it's fucked up Maybe one day I'll be worth something I guess we'll roll the dice and that's one thing I hate everything I am The one person in the room I can't stand I want to feel you the way you feel me I'm speaking sins of mouth so clearly I Feel the rot I feel the rot I feel the rot Inside Spilling out my guts Entrails trailing cross the floor I don't know if I'm gonna make it I don't want to try anymore I Feel the rot I feel the rot I feel the rot Inside