My Malice

Peel the flesh off my bone
Slowly condone
So I may crumble away alone
Must I be denied?
Still crucified
So forsake me now, oh

Why can’t I renounce you and refuse you?
When you still bite the hand that feeds you?
I abhor you, how I loathe you
You rip open my wounds with a smile

I can’t live to see this world alone
Must I breathe with the nails driven into my throat?
Every time I think about it, every while I gaze upon it
You induce me to slip into this concave hole

Peel the flesh off my bone
Slowly condone
So I may crumble away alone
Must I be denied?
Still crucified
So forsake me now, oh

Why can’t I deny you and despise you?
When you still bite the hand that feeds you?
How I trust you, and still soothe you
While you rip open my soul with a smile