Crawling on all 4's

4, preach it to the one, reality is your medication,

3, true lies, just open your eyes to the alliterations.

2, Nothing about you is practical, Your ego is black and white theatrical.

1, Misleading my words like it’s ancient Thracian.

Self-loathing,

Enclosing.

Stomach is the home of the worms that feed in,

The disease of the skin,

Parasitical sacs that suck on the remission of sin.

Wings of Icarus on your back,

Plunging you into the sea of desperation,

The wax is melted over your so-called lovers deprivation.

The waves are pulling you under,

Casting you asunder,

With the might of Zeus’s thunder.

4, reach for the gun, I’m raising my flag without hesitation.

3, black cats, bad karma makes a filthy come back.

2, here it comes, sweet kisses for apocalypse,

1, Another man’s command to give in, You've left me to take it on the chin.

you’re so hollow,

You block out my voice just to hear the silence,

The radical yet rational supernatural diction begs to succumb,

just open your eyes to my dedication.

You’re so shallow,

I’m always carving the inside,

To the prophecies of Apollo.

4, I hope you go down with a smile,

3, The hounds of hell will come to drag you into exile.

2, I’m kissing you off with a finger,

1, Let it slide up your ass and linger, this is the end of candy cane liquor,

your mind is only becoming sicker.

Now it’s your time to suffer,

4, now i’m done.

3, another heart lost to fantasy.

2, your confession, is such perfection.

1, dagger in the back, leaving me is your salvation.

counting in fours, now I lay crawling on the floor