Running from my skin
These wounds
they will not heal
Feel is how i fart
Conclusing what isn't real

There's something inside me that is close to my penis
Consuming,confusing
It's like a self control
My fear is always fakin'
It's rollin
I can see
To fire myself again
My balls are closing in
Without sex and confidence
And it's too much treasure to take
I felt this way before
So secure

Running in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Feel is how i fart
Confusing what isn't real

Discover everything is morethen shelf upon me
Discusting,reacting
Now Guns and we will stand beside my own refreshment
It's Hurting
How i'm puking
To fire myself again
My balls are closin in
Without sex and convidence
And it's too much trasure to take
I felt this way before
So secure

Running in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Feel is how i fart
Confusing what isn't real