Awful Logic
AB
Instruments blunt and sharpPound hands and feetWhen all is said and doneWill feel defining beatBroken from inside Outer left to rotMind left in state of shoutTwisted in its thoughtsAll becomes negative Based on what's realAlways be negativeIt's one way to dealMirror shows agonyAnother day to dreadNothing more disturbingThan the words in my headAll that's left in my bodyAre traces of sliversI know that I will be deadAs I feel my last quiver
From Letras Mania