"Chewing Glass" lyrics

"Chewing Glass"

Bastard reflection
I'd rather soak my eyes in bleach
Chewing on glass in place of alteration
I will leave behind no images of me

Fixation has its light aimed directly at the plague inside my mind
And my sickness breeds in warmth
Bright enough to burn
The ashes provide shelter
From the lacerations that go hand in hand with their cold stare
The world will inherit my grief
Exchanging hands; familiar epidemic
A sacrifice in the name of vanity
Beautiful without a pulse

And when my body is one with Earth
The worms will feed on the flesh
With no worldly prejudice
Don't shed a tear for me
Don't shed another fucking tear for me
I am undeserving

Bastard reflection
Tie me to the gates of heaven
With a rope long enough to reach hell
And let them fight over who gets to enslave me
The punishment will fit me well
Do with me what you will
I'm no longer in control


Writer(s): William Scott Putney, Brendan Joseph Murphy
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