Hail The Sun

Gouge & Uproot
Remove this thing from my chest, controlling, cerebral, cortex All the major obstructions from then to now generate a head Still my lust for pain's genetic So I need to treat the cause of internal bleeding Of hope that's misleading, my rational complex Replace and take what you need from every part of me Mix and match what you will, if I fight, hold me still Take the piece of me that operates the piece I see In my self, in my self If this procedure can't reroute my twisted thinking I will chase the torture that I secretly need From Letras Mania