Black Chyme

we feed our self destructive feelings
for all the signs
prove us we should leave hopes
right where we found them

see the marks on our skin
will trace the time
we have spent on our knees
holding our bile

and our head will keep spinning
at least for a while
until it goes blind

allright hold it 'til it hurts
man up hide it until and we watch it come out
nothing we've swallowed shall be found
nothing ever before it covers the ground

allright hold it - our guts burst
nothing ever, no single drop of our bile
shall be found

hold it til it hurts
nothing we've swallowed shall be found