*** - Lyrics - Danny Campbell

Candles lit across my bed A thousand thoughts run through my head Broken glass across the floor And I can't even reach the door I *** myself Slow castration Fell off the shelf (my fascination) Inside my hell (a simulation) Put myself in, my situation I watch the ravens peck my eyes But I want to watch me die. Trapped inside my mind's frustration A morbid kind of ***. A morbid kind of ***... I *** myself Slow castration Fell off the shelf (my fascination) Inside my hell (a simulation) Put myself in, my situation