Vengince - Mold

Mold, youre drive to survive Your old self denied You need to revive The real selfs inside Mold, I can see it growing Mold, I can see it showing Hollow, shallow in societies depths Nerve endings surge the waves crest Dancing with the fringe of pain Sharing whats left insane Think, washed out washed up Mood enhancers lessen the corrupt Who will be the inner sight Who controls the need to fight Mold, I can see it growing Mold, I can see it showing Wary, tired, and lashed out cold Listening to directions told Youre argument will never fold Youre spirit and reality mold This constant barrage, cracking at my skull Creeping past my walls, defense and resistance falls