At Wicks End

I wonder which of us is more awful
Nothing you can be is more terrible than what I am
Help me
I’m gonna get a spade
I’m gonna dig a hole
I’m gonna burrow under your skin
I’ve lost all control
I’m gonna cut my teeth
I’m gonna gnaw your bones
Until my gums bleed out on you
You’re mine to own
I’m nothing
You’re nothing
I’m nothing
The nothing is everything
I am the candle burning you at both ends
I am the handle that makes you lose your grip
I am the darkness snuffing you at both ends
I am the candle when you’re at your wick’s end
My flowers black and gray
On my grave so shallow
The demon seed inside of me
Harvest what I sow
I bite the hand that feeds
I want the soul you owe
I am the footsteps outside your door
Keep the devil close
I’m nothing
You’re nothing
I’m nothing
The nothing is everything
I am the candle burning you at both ends
I am the handle that makes you lose your grip
I am the darkness snuffing you at both ends
I am the candle when you’re at your wick’s end
Here’s to old rusty nailies
And long sharpened teethies
And things that will bite in the night
I am the candle burning you at both ends
I am the handle that makes you lose your grip
I am the darkness snuffing you at both ends
I am the candle when you’re at your wick’s
When you’re at your wick’s
When you’re at your wick’s end