A little bitter remix

How the mind does shout for rest
When the bodies shaken yeah
Oh the tightness in my chest
Still your leaves i'm raking

Lord is this a test
Was it fun creating yeah?
My god's a little sick
And he wants me crazy

Who are you who can say
It's okay to live through me?
Live to be part of me
You're a wrinkled magazine yeah

Was it something that i said?
Was it how they're breakin' yeah
I'm so selfish paying your rent
While your blood i'm taking

You spend me like a tree
Dirty dollar bills for leaves
Dark in a sea of my seeds
And the tears on which you feed you feed

The body is a temple a dormant alter
To where infantile men lie around
Itching and nibbling for a small piece of sanity
Of which you can not give shit

Individuality
Buying pennies with my soul
And a little heaven spent
While the hell i'm taking

Thieves parasites hide from life
You know they'll remember me
They are abhorred in self-worth
All that matters much to me yeah