the trait that is still   left on the killing floor for you   that smile as he still   itches for killing more of you   the taste as he still   catches me lasting to it   the recoil they still   dream of that lasting spit   are you   shutdown in it   shut my eyes only once   brought me back up for nothing   yet it always seems like   I live in the shit   I make it bleed   I wont ever quit   I cause the need   lying in my bed   telling me your scared   of me when Im god   of me when Im dead   the temptation still   passses me lying for it only   false reminders still   drown myself trying for it only   reaching upwards still   squashes me under it   its only god still   seizing my final breath   are you   shutdown in it   shut my eyes only once   brought me back up for nothing   yet it always seems like   Im drawn into it   I cant belong   such a perfect fit   I wont be wrong   holding on in vein   telling me your scared   of me when Im god   of me when Im dead   I live in the shit   I make it bleed   I wont ever quit   I cause the need   lying in my bed   telling me your scared   of me when Im god   of me when Im dead   love me when Im god   love me when Im dead   dead   I dont want to be shutdown