What's this parasite in my brain
Why its eating me away
Why doesn't it go away
I did all I knew that I could
But everyday it takes more and more
Sucking off my spirit, breaking it down
Disappears for an hour to get my guard down
Then rips into me, makes me fall to the ground
Or to the bed, now that's the truth I've said
They say it'll get better, I say it'll end
It'll end, it'll end, only my will to live I have to bend
The command to death is set, I only have to hit send
But this spirit is too weak, and this body weaker
And so I behave like this twisted creature
Who's all smiles in the day and in the night a silent screecher.