Various Artists - A Little Bitter lyrics

rate me

How the mind does shout for rest

When the bodies shaken, yeah

Oh the tightness in my chest

Still your leaves I'm raking

Lord is this a test

Was it fun creating, yeah?

My god's a little sick

And he wants me crazy

Who

Are you

Who can say

It's ok to live through me?

Live to be

Part of me

You're a wrinkled magazine

Yeah

Was it something that I said?

Was it how they're breaking, yeah

I'm so selfish, paying your rent

While your blood I'm taking

You

Spend me

Like a tree

Dirty dollar bills for leaves

Dark in a sea

Of my seeds

And the tears on which you feed

You feed

The body is a temple

A dormant alter

To where infantile men lie around

Itching and nibbling

For a small piece of sanity

Of which you can not give

Shit!

Individuality

Buying pennies with my soul

And a little Heaven spent

While the Hell I'm taking

Thieves

Parasites

Hide from life

You know they'll remember me

They are abhorred

In self-worth

All that matters much to me