From the abyssal depth of these endless cliffs I watch the black hole swallowing the sun
The neon sunset cast a shadow on my face I feel the breeze of the twilight mist
I think there is something inside These pills that wasn’t aspirin I begin to doubt my headache Will ever go away…
I’m flying over the Cyanide cloud As my skin begins to blister
A sublethal exposure was not enough to kill me You should have made sure of how much I needed
I can feel the fear in my blood but The poison won’t make it to my heart But I will carry on I will be the one to decide when My time has come
You should have checked your assay And leave me here for dead I tasted my requiem Just to spit it at your face
Though my eyes are blurry And my hands are shaking I feel the compound flooding my lungs Each breath I take makes me numb And struggling to understandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
