I pour salt in your wounds and you don't even flinch I sharpen my nails to give you a pinch My pulse is undetectable, yours is even worse You're so dead, I can't move you, not even with a hearse And you know I'll wait for you in vain
An excuse for a master, I'm sweating like a slave You won't let me have it the reaction I crave In a sickening epiphany I learn that it's reversed I'm all black and blue and hollering cursed And you know I'll wait for you to wake
I undress you with flames and gut you awake Take a piss on your grave and you would still feel nothing I could kill you with pain and without a painkiller Toss you away and you would still feel nothing
Take a walk to the wishing well, get yourself a drink Drowning yourself, it's not what you think Get a hold on the tentacles tearing you apart Like a splintered stake through your un-slept heart And you know I'll wait for you, always for you, in vain for you
I caress you with flames and gut you awake Take a piss on your grave and you would still feel nothing I could kill you with pain and without a painkiller Toss you away and you would still feel nothing Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
