Social Suicide (June 4, 2011)

Quietly I try to cover up my footsteps, scuffing up their shape in the dust.

Too late, you already saw me coming and you heard exactly what I said.

Soon you find the ravings of a madman. Flecked with blood and old inkstains.

I crush myself under my own thumb, but you already know

And now I’m going to lose you.

Stifle me, don’t let me breathe, it’s better to not let me speak.

You hate me, I think I see.

You meant the world to me.

Don’t come back, all I’ll do is hurt you. I’ll scream out saying it was all you.

You and I both know I’m a ghoul, I’ll haunt you if you don’t go.

Fingers can scratch as easily as entwine, it’s nothing personal-you were the best thing.

It was impossible to love me, don’t worry, I already know.

I hate that I’m going to lose you.

Stifle me, don’t let me breathe, it’s better to not let me speak.

You hate me, I think I see.

You meant the world to me