Vent Sweet Frustration
I feel I'm walking through this, my life, paralyzed
But this sweet frustration keeps me alive
It seems like
I have died a thousand days
Just to feel this quicksand
Every moment is embraced
By this sweet frustration
Pain, from throwing my insides out
Only to decompose right in front of my eyes
It seems like
And someday my sweet frustrations will bloom
I have died a thousand days for this sweet frustration
