It Made Them Sick

I'm a waste of human skinthat a better brain could goin a living pile of shitwho gets sick at the thought of itmy heart is slowly sinking into a hellthat won't heal with drinkingkeep killing them when they start healingI'm a bastard with no heartand I think I've been fucked from the startplease take me away from this worldat least just for one daythen I know the fear won't ever go away throughwith not being able to decide waiting for the day I finally die