Metaphor
You stoIe my pure intention
You are the sickness in between
Let me in, i ’II bury the pain
You taught me to be sad at you
You aImost made me take it aII
Let me in, i ’II bury the pain
You bend me and you shake me
You beg me then you break me
Let me in, i ’II bury the pain
You made me feeI Iike a sinner
Now you fear you ’II die aIone
Let me in, i ’II bury the pain
The sickness that you are
The pIague that made me starve
You think you can show me how i ’ve come this far
I feeI it ’s taking over
Everything faIIs dark
Break me open
The desperate cry