Lyrics Coffin Bearer - The Gloom In The Corner

Coffin Bearer

I won’t give in
To the voice in my head
He’s telling me everyone in this room is dead
They just don’t know it yet
I watch the spiders dance on the ceiling
Weaving me a rope to numb the feeling
Of feeling dead inside
I think I’ve lost my mind
Drowning down the vomit
With a bottle of mineral turpentine
I feel constricted by the rope
It reminds me that I’m all alone
With death’s hands wrapped around my throat
Just let me die
Another nail to my fucking coffin
Take me to meet my maker
You know you want to
You know you need to
Let me out to play so I can feed you
I feel the hate rise within me
It wants me dead and won’t stop at nothing
Like cyanide, tainted thoughts
Scrawled across the walls
So come and get me
I like to feel obscene
I wanna die like my heroes
Like what I see on my TV screen
Do you feel pretty now
You’re lookin' a little bit green
Turning white
Like a plate made out of porcelain
Death bringer, bring me judgement
Let me die so I can start again
Like cyanide, I feel like I fit in
Just another nail to my fucking coffin
I can feel it stuck in the back of my teeth
The more I think the more I feel uncertainty
Of holding on to my sanity
I hate now what I’ve become
I can feel stuck in the back of my mind
The loose end that’s lost the concept of time
It’s bringing me to my knees so
Save me before I come undone
I’m a disease
Drenched in melancholy
Everyone wants me dead
Suffering from what’s in my head
I’ve never felt this before
This pain that I adore
Stop me god before I
Lose control
I was once what put down the monsters
And now I’ve become one
I’m the bump in the night you’re afraid of
And so you should be
Gloom: I’m sick and twisted, a ballistic psychotic mess
I’m past my time and I’m okay with that
But I’ll be damned if I go down like this
You can’t fix this damaged mess
That’s how it’s always be
I’ll bet you’ll listen when I mark your shallow grave
Jay: This is what’s become of me
I’m walking death in a human vessel
I can feel it stuck in the back of my teeth
The more I think the more I feel uncertainty
Of holding on to my sanity
I hate what I’ve become
I can feel it stuck in the back of my mind
The loose end that’s lost the concept of time
It’s bringing me to my knees so
Save me before I come undone
I’ve come undone
I’ve come undone
I’ve come undone