Shred

I want to shred my skin.
But if i tried to leave everything that you ever touched of mine.
I would end up not walking anywhere at all.
If i cant leave myself what hope is there left for me?
But to dance.
So much like no ones looking.
Sweat out your presence.
Keep my mind on the beat.
On the rythm.
The flow that passses through the speakers to my core.
Ill clench my teeth and dance till i forget.
All the trees that give me oxygen wont ever be enough to feed this addiction.
And the need that passes through me is starving my mentality.