Oh, your smile is so cute I’d love to slap it off your face. Sleepless nights and puke to love you like a mental case. Dreaming of your touch, I wish I were dead. In the midst of life shit I was fed. And I know it’s my entire fault because you told me. And I know it’s my entire fault because you told me. I am the senseless one, the one who believed. I am the foolish one, the one that’s deceived. My mind and heart is as polluted as ever. Oh, the feelings I wish I could sever. Blind faith is all I can see and love is few and far between. Someone please save me from the things I’ve seen. The deepest wounds are self-inflicted, Mayan gods cry out your name. The vision of your taste is nothing to haste. The body is a temple that destroys itself, flawlessly. And I know it’s my entire fault because you told me. And I know it’s my entire fault because you told me. Idiosyncrasy what? The life I lead is but a joke because you won’t listen. What is it exactly, that I am missing? No excuses for shortened fuses and my abundance of apathy. I just want to believe that my blood is real and I am free. Wolves only want to kill, just to survive. Is that the only way to truly survive?