Letras:The Bronx. Kill My Friends.

Want to take a chance, want to wait
But it burns cut me what you want
But give me just a little more
I already know how it's going to feel to let you go

Cough me aside, put me out like a cigarette
But I won't forget, I'm not dead, I'm not fine
Feed me lies all of this time spent sitting in my room
Trying to match with the faceless blood

Cut me what you want
But you give me just a little bit more
I'm running out of words so listen up
'Cause here I go, I'm not dead, I'm not alive

Feed me truth, kill my friends
Unless they do what I say
I need silence, I need addiction
I need a reason for my sins before

I die, I'm not dead
Tell me lies, feed me truth
Come on, baby, please be true
So I put cigarettes in my eyes