Longing

Worst in the world

Rather be dead

Don’t want to know

What’s up ahead

Longing, the devils tool

Makes me ill

In all my life

I think to myself

I look at the knife

Longing, the devils tool

Take your disease away from me

So I can regain my precious sanity

I’ve tried so hard to deal with what’s gone down

Jump off a cliff

Fly with the wind

Leave it all

Try again

Longing, the devils tool

Mind tells the body

Fueled on by the brain

They want me sick

And not as sane

Longing, the devils tool

Take your disease away from me

So I can regain my precious sanity

I’ve tried so hard to deal with what’s gone down

What’s the use in having everything you need if you can’t have the only thing you want?

Pool of blood

Puddle of sweat

So far from home

Try to forget

Longing, the devils tool

Brain is fried

Eyes are shot

Feeling good

Not a lot

Longing, the devils tool

Take your disease away from me

So I can regain my precious sanity

I’ve tried so hard to deal with what’s gone down

What’s the use in having everything you need if you can’t have the only thing you want?