Still_bloom piosenki

I can’t feel, I can’t hate. I can’t love, I can’t escape. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat. This numbness has got its grip on me. This alienation scares the hell out of me. Spiralling and spiralling out of control, out of my mind. These parallels don’t add up,...

The worst was when you left me… stranded all alone. No hope, no solace- except from the bottom of a bottle. The bottom of the bottle left me alone, now I know who to trust- definitely not you. Now I know who to lean when I need help… fucking no one. 

The gloom has numbed me to the feeling of the cold. The ice and snow has saturated everything I’ve touched and everyone I know. I just want the feeling back. There’s gotta be a deeper meaning to this winter in my soul, this crushing pain and nihilistic woe...

I feel the worms writhing in my bones, eating everything until they make my skull their home. Burrow in and devour every thought, so I can’t linger on everything I’m not. I feel the worms writhing in my bones, eating everything until they make my skull their...

Knives in the dark- suspicious from the start but I trusted your hand as I felt you carve and dig. As you did, I felt you within and felt my sanity leave. The more I felt your presence, your love became my obsession. The more I clung to you, the more you lo...

Does anyone hear me? Does anyone see? I’m suffocating and I can’t breathe. Slip, slip, slip, slip. I’m slowly losing my grip. A lone sailor on a sinking ship and I think I’m going down with it. The pale void awaits me… The pail void awaits… The pale voi...

In this fragile state, I sit and contemplate why my life withers so slowly- why can’t I just die? Everyday I dwell in these thoughts, they drain all the life I’ve got. Yeah… of all I’ve got. I feel this downward spiral- my artistic revival, and this endless...

They’re in my head, they’re in my lungs, They’re in my skin, in everything. I feel them crawling, scratching at me from within. Oh, Scanner, tell me what you mean, I don’t know what’s real- what’s happening? I don’t know how to feel… is this love or is t...

I have this hole in my heart and as my head gets heavier, my world gets more dark. Till death do we starve. We starve for attention and we starve for affection, and we starve for some meaning in this endless distraction. My depression has been spurred with...

My skin cells shift incoherently, a slave to the static that surrounds everything. My bones reinforce the idea that pain is all that’s left for me in this place… I have no idea why I stay. I’m just another miserable face in this endless grey. In this endle...