III (Crumbles,)

These lost scenes In a film I wrote I'll keep forgetting and I'll keep fabricating false memories That have nothing to do with me I know there's no end To my illnesses Until I fulfill my destiny Of laying myself to sleep I am the poison that runs through your veins And everything about yourself that you hate I am the poison that runs through your veins And everything about yourself that you hate I am the poison that runs through your veins And everything about yourself that you hate I am the poison that runs through your veins And everything about yourself that you hate I am the poison that runs through your veins And everything about yourself that you hate I built this home that I hate Burnt out the lights and scratched off all the paint Now it's too dark in this place Dilated apertures couldn't capture this face Tried to send myself away But I seem to have misplaced the tape Dying takes a lot more work than you'd think But living as a novelty takes more if you ask me This mouth is a disease I wish I'd never learned to speak These eyes are a disease And I think my skin is rotting I'll break every bone that I own If it would make me feel less alone I'll break every bone that I own If it would bring you back home