I hear my poisons in the multitude Why was I damned a human deemed too rude? Somewhere between the madness and my mind I live with lesions called the
able to make it to Heaven, but now...fuck" Everyday I get closer and closer to releasing this on you Roll it in, I can snap it in half and let the other
Born and raised in this place called life I got a serious case of the clap Dirty fingernails killin' and stealin' I'm a bonified psycho and I'm ready
I only have so long to make a safe place for you I can twist my fingers in and build another one Look through this face and find it Let the hands of
You help me survive, you're the reason I'm alive Speak softly, cyanide Passed from your mouth into mine Your breathing sounds like the sickest music
You were my fire, so I burned? til' there was nothing left of me I? I touched your face, I held you close? til' I could barely breathe Why give me hope
: You were my fire, so I burned? til' there was nothing left of me I? I touched your face, I held you close? til' I could barely breathe Why give me
to make it to Heaven, but now...fuck" Everyday I get closer and closer to releasing this on you Roll it in, I can snap it in half and let the other
: Born and raised in this place called life I got a serious case of the clap Dirty fingernails killin' and stealin' I'm a bonified psycho and I'm ready
: I hear my poisons in the multitude Why was I damned a human deemed too rude? Somewhere between the madness and my mind I live with lesions called the
: I only have so long to make a safe place for you I can twist my fingers in and build another one Look through this face and find it Let the hands of
: You help me survive, you're the reason I'm alive Speak softly, cyanide Passed from your mouth into mine Your breathing sounds like the sickest music
: Why do my thoughts loom so large on me? They seem to stay, for day after day And won't disappear, I've tried every way But she smiled sweetly She
: Lifeless and sour from death and from doom. In the soil of my tomb not one flower shall bloom. Nothing but Death in this earth shall abide, In this
surrounded by your light I don't want to die again I don't deserve to be discovered I don't deserve to know you care I only want my promised other Not
Somethings Are better of forgotten And bury them in places that we really only visit by ourself. Oh and you were A version like no other Oh I never
Mash me But I'll still come out of here I'll go down fighting and beat you out of spite You have nothing that I'd ever want or need Even though others
tears before the television news. My children in floods, sackings and revolution. It was all going sour. It was all going sour. I was scrubbing individual stones
