i ll hold my tongue from idle speech to keep my mind fed did i trade intent for futile means in the process i guess there s a whole in the bottom of my head my sense has fallen out i ve seen the sickness reside in the belly of the righteous a disease that trained a gluttonous eye to feast upon the wicked and i could pretend that it won t but it ll be my ruin too will you watch me drown in a pool of my thickening blood my rigid limbs sprawl around i fear that i m going down stung by the incessant drone of some siren calling me out oh dear i heard the sound now im hung like an overcoat with some poison fruit in my mouth oh god it s dragging me down louder and louder still spinning looms by which i am bound this wasn t right but it s what i needed and i wouldn t lie to feed my indifference this wasn t right but it s what i needed and i wouldn t lie to feed my indifference this wasn t right but it s what i needed and i wouldn t lie to feed my indifference this wasn t right but it s what i needed and i wouldn t lie to feed my indifference this wasn t right but it s what i needed and i wouldn t lie to feed my indifference this wasn t right but it s what i needed and i wouldn t lie to feed my indifference this wasn t right this wasn t right this wasn t right but it s what i needed this wasn t right but it s what i needed