RED THIRTEEN

Can't seem to kill the ache
My mind's held for ransom
Won't leave, won't stay away
Another day chasing phantoms
Always feeling tangled up in myself
Overthinking something else
A vague eerie echo
Telling me not to let go

Holding onto guilt that has no meaning for me

Let me bleed
This ever-lasting sense of peace
A memory stabbing me
A curtain call for my defeat
The more I fight, the less I'm free

Every day a self-interrogation
No matter the situation
A confession room for my fixations
Four walls, dead air, and a blank stare
Another problem beyond repair
But I'm the only one that seems to care

My demons are so vicious, screaming their superstitions
Don't want to know what it means
The sequence as it reads

Nine 17 39 13

My demons are so vicious, screaming their superstitions
Don't want to know what it means
The sequence cuts through

Let me bleed
This ever-lasting sense of peace
A memory stabbing me
A curtain call for my defeat
The more I fight, the less I'm free

Can't settle this debt
If there is a price I pay
Best to fucking stay away

Let me bleed
This ever-lasting sense of peace
A memory stabbing me
A curtain call for my defeat
The more I fight, the less I'm free

I'm chasing phantoms and losing sight
I'm left with only my state of mind
These imperfections they leave behind
They stretch, stretch on