Joy
Grayscale Season
The five
Senses
Of
Depression
Profound
Feelings
And this fucking guilt
Just count me in
Deliver me from sin
Tucked in but I feel so cold
I've seen the reaper
Her name is Joy
She's been giving me a sense of control
She grants my wishes: lets me dissolve
Imagination is just within the grasp
Jactation remains from the past
Scars bleed
Why
Did they leave?
Just count me in
Deliver me from sin
Tucked in but I feel so cold
I've seen the reaper
Her name is Joy
She's been giving me a sense of control
She grants my wishes; lets me dissolve
I've seen the reaper
Since I was a boy
I've seen the reaper
Her name is Joy