I can feel the murky grip of a cold depression coming down I can feel her hands around my neck shake me to the ground Ice burn of the soul, in light, in sickness and in death Infected every word and every thought and every single breath
Twisted by design, the creeps deep inside of me Feeding off this hunger, rage and the insecurity Tempted by the rage, I feed off nothing but myself Thirsty for the things that make me do this to myself
My pen is dripping the words along to scrape the smile off my face Every detour leads me here to shower in this waste
You are my friend But now you're just living all over me
You watch me when I get it right, you watch me when I fall Watch me every single day, listen to every word I say I swear I never wanted you; I never needed anything from your Twisted, fucked-up, lying words, asleep at the wheel
My pen is dripping words the along to scrape the smile off my face Every detour leads me here to shower in this waste
You are my friendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
