Sonic Excess in Its Purest Form by Crowbar

It Pours From Me

by Crowbar· from Sonic Excess in Its Purest Form

Turn my vision to the black night sky Losing focus and I don't know why Empty bottle and a razor blade No use cleaning up the mess I made Suicide Save your speeches cause I've done my time Unborn fantasy that drills my mind Feel my energy it pours from me One light far away is all I see