Texty: Broken Bones. Without Conscience. Entity.

It feeds off your emotions
It can see, it's in your eyes
It can sense your every heartbeat
You can tell it no lies
You're the victim, victim of violence [x4]
It hates it when you're having fun
It loves to see your sorrow
It'll kick you in the teeth
Like there's no tomorrow
It's gonna cut you up
It's gonna bring you down
When you finally give in
You will be an empty shell
It turned everyone against you
Just when you needed them most
It fucked your world inside out
Fucked you up, spat you out