Testo Fuck My Brain

Your self indulgence is troubling lately
Lack of humility, stark and ugly
Bladder's full but your mind floats empty
Through anger's eyes you imagine happy

Point your fucking freely cause I don't care
Replace blame's face with your standard blank stare
I love watching you die God bless this disease
Your opinion of me means nothing to me

On a mission discovering nothing
It's half over, circles ending
Bide your time, wasteful and smothering
It's the drive
For grandeur or recovery?

And no one thinks they're anyone when everyone is to blame

Biding your time, wasting your time
Wasting your time, wasting your life

Stab me in the back while you smile to my face A fresh knife finds the same bloody place
This infection may be new, but it still all feels the same
I'm trying hard not to let it fuck my brain