Ants in My Bloodstream - 16

Now trade your soul

For a habit to pollute

Descending hell hole

With no parachute

The seeds will grow

Down to the bone

The lowest of low

Will relapse alone

Controlling medication

Deal with the seduction

No

Never ending self destruction

Never ending self destruction

Dry heave into a bowl

Of blood and regret

Serene black hole

Controllingmedication

Deal with the seduction

No

Never ending self destruction

Never ending self destruction

Save me from my salvation

Numbing sense of compulsion

Overflowing receptors

I’ve got ants in my bloodstream

I’ve got ants in my bloodstream

It’s a bad dream