Bungled Lyrics

I've lost that rhythm

That rhythm to dance

I've lost all desire of safety and romance

I haven't felt so pleasant lately

Wreck my head

No poetry in motion. Just hopeless emotion

Wreck my head

If there's anyway of saving me, here's your last chance

I don't get what I want

I don't get what I need

The pleasure of touch is a ravenous need

I've dulled down my pen

I've sharpened my knife

I've broken my fingers because it feels right

Is it something in me?

A wavering dream?

The boundaries of love get lost in the scheme

Will I awake from these night terror shakes?

Raise up my head to this goddamn blinding light

Hellbent on loneliness

I wish I could give you the depth of the situation, but I'm only scratching the surface here. I'm actually a very compassionate man but the thought of being happy makes me want to kill myself

It's a medicine I need, but can't seem to stomach. I'm running out of options. So give me the cure because the thought of being happy makes me want to kill myself

Death's in my bones

It's where I feel at home

Death's in my bones

It's where I always feel the least alone

This is not a test

This is code red at best.