Crisis Different Ways Of Decay Lyrics

Different Ways Of Decay Lyrics

I think I'm rotting on the inside.

way down deep inside my soul...

I've built this little coffin that I live in every day.

I peek out every day or so to see those ghosts at play.

I've got my knife right by my side.

I keep it warm, I hold the blade.

I want to keep watch, keep hold...

for when they come to take my soul away.

I've got this fear living inside me.

it keeps me crippled and cold.

like a child I lie frozen.

I hope these arms won't reach out and take hold.

there's blood on my face it keeps me warm at night...