Kitchen Knife Conspiracy

Inverted Insertion

Kitchen Knife Conspiracy


Life is like a pressure riot and my head is caving in 
You wanna see me stoned, you wanna cough a little 
You wanna trench pill zones, you're gonna puke a little 
You wanna hold my hand, you better be a giver 
You know in this game I am a helpless lifer 
You wanna know my strength, you're gonna feel some weakness 
You wanna invert this, you're gonna get some sickness 
You wanna get inside, you wanna make it clearer 
You wanna see denial, look in the lying mirror 
Is this the way you like it? Is this your honesty? 
Invert the perfect kill dust, Insert it into me 
There is no god that walks beside me 
Controversy, Anarchy has taken over me, deep inside me 
You're gonna get real stoned, You're gonna get uplifted 
You have to give me your soul, You're gonna get enlisted 
You're gonna feel agony until I am finished 
You're gonna lose everything, but you'll never miss it 
Darkness calms my soul 
Depression wraps around my face 
Shovel the pain that won't escape 
Look at me now, I'm paranoid 
Searching to find to fill the void of 
this horrible life, and I'm a mess 
Will the numb phase ever change? 
The fears have started to mate in me 
Leaving me blind and shaken up 
And now I barely feel alive 
Look in my eyes, I want to die 
So sick and tired of "I'll try" 
Watching me live my selfish life