Spine - Chatterbox
Ice cold shiver
Twitch crawling up my spine as this madness digs it's
Claws deep into my mind
Futile is this lie futile would be death
Soul can find no solace choke on every breath
World of strife I am numb
No more life I succumb
Haunted by my sin spiritual disease
This world offers nothing to quench my soul's unease
Where can I find hope
How can I be freed
Lie is over come by pain
What can fill this need
World of strife I am numb
No more life I succumb
World of strife I am numb
No more life I succumb
World of strife I am numb
No more life I succumb
