Altered at an Ego

Altered at an ego

Must I may yeah I go

As I do have to leg n let go

Of what once was me

A day ago even yesterday ago

Yes in tears my make up I have just smeared

Sulking In fear thats why I only continue

To keep a tear, to what I keep a smear upon

My face a cold sad case just look at this face oh what a waste yeah such a DAME waste as I put my lick with my tears salted on my tongue

All I see is now just a sea full of salt

that drowned me in a fountain to be done

whirling away

Fuck why does it always have to be this way ?

That is the constant reoccurring question

to which you shall only bring and pass judgement upon me

when I'm really sad

and my skiys have only filled in with

darkened with a grey

darker shade of grey

into darkness of a black skid

to be marked

treaded on top

deep of that black cold heart I've become