Malice – Bad Omens – letras

Get upI’m paranoid, I’m sick, I’m not myselfI bottled up and drank the pain but it wouldn’t stay downNow I’ve got nothing to give, nothing to say for myselfI’m nothing more than worm food six feet under the groundFuckMaliceMaliceThis is the death of meIt’s eating away at me, this disgusting diseaseI’m fucking sick, my stomach’s starting to bleedIt’s eating away at meI don’t know what to doI’m fucking sick, I’ll never be like youMaliceMaliceMaliceI don’t believe in salvation but I believe in demonsAnd I’ll let you meet mine, if you really want to see themOnce you go mad and slip through the cracksThe path is too dark to see the tracksI was consumed by the dark, consumed by the blackI made a deal with the devil I can’t take backWhat’s the point?What’s the fucking point in any of this?If when we make it to the grave everyone just forgetsWhat’s the point?What’s the fucking point in any of this?If when we make it to the grave no one gives a shitMaliceMaliceMaliceThere’s no more good left in meAnd I hope that you never meetThis person that I’ve becomeThis ugly fucking disease, it’s eating away at meThis disgusting disease, I’m fucking sickI’m not normal, and I can finally breathe