MOLD from GORE by CowardlyCrow

All the fleas and the worms and the pests and the rest
Understand why this is my best
All the fleas and the worms and the pests and the rest
Understand why this is my best

Here it is, again, and again, and again
This feeling never fades, so i’ll try again
I fear, you damned me enough
God, one more time would just be my luck

I’m sick in the head, i can’t let go of this dread
If you had it your way i would’ve ended up dead
I repeat and repent and repeat and repent
the mold takes up my space again

i eat and i eat and i eat and i eat
i can't control myself, i must feed
hope and pray and hope and pray
now i'm rotting where i lay

it eats at me, it eats at you
sitting in this filth is all we do
but i merged into the cushions of this couch
otherwise i would put an end to this now
but there's mold

You’ll hurt me and i’ll hurt you
I’m filled with rot, it’s all i can do
Bandaids aren’t enough
My flesh is crawling with worms and my blood is filled with mold

• Experimental
• amateur
• singer-songwriter
• singersongwriter
• Illinois