Emaciated point of entrance The oldest wound Buried in eyes The ease of dying Condone the act of self destruction Your sheltered life Leaving you in between Hope and addiction
Shaking
Conformity and self abuse It’s not a fad Devote your self to selflessness It’s more than religion Condone the act of self destruction A ritual And bury it in the veins of lovers
Shuddering on the surface reminds me of you And how we’ll burn On that thin border line we will burn baby burn
I feel a fever coming on What’s always there is always gone
I can’t trust anyone Hit the streets with the cloak and dagger Neon steam on a melting beam Pissing gin with your bath salt stagger
Shaking Emaciated point of entrance The oldest wound A ritual The ease of dying Condone the act of selfishness Leaving you
Shaking
I feel a fever coming on What’s always there is always gone What’s always mine is always mine I want to leave my mark this timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
