Venenosa

Driving down this ocean road, the sound of water flows. Is this
Where people go to die? Is this how people commit suicide?
Remove this noxious sweat

I feel so toxic. I am so toxic. I keep hurting the ones I love with
A sharp tongue and filthy lungs. I am so toxic

After countless hours, I turn off the shower. My arms ache but
I commit to the routine. I sit in the middle of the room, my
Echo is in time and in tune. So I sang the melancholy songs I
Wrote and spat my demons into the floorboards with my
Throat

I feel so toxic. I am so toxic. I keep hurting the ones I love with
A sharp tongue and filthy lungs. I am so toxic

I tucked my worn out soul under sheets that weren't mine
And as I slept what was left of the mess drained out my spine

I feel so toxic. I am so toxic. I keep hurting the ones I love with
A sharp tongue and filthy lungs. I am so toxic. I feel sadistic
The venom crept inside the back of my mind. I took pleasure
In destroying their pride
I am so toxic