stab me in the heart again once for love and twice for the past it seems days
grow colder here now that death is in the sky I've choked on these words and
laid here rotting away I've sewn my eyes shut waiting for the worm to turn as
the clouds rest in the dirt with the ashes of angels wings let this room shine
like a star and let me forget to breathe starve the parasite laugh at me and
twist the knife you are the picture of perfection and I am the filth from beginning
to end it's the truth behind every word from a forked tongue that sucks out my life
and fills in the grave a heart on a shelf as a reminder of sympathy collecting dust
as a trophy as it burns as it tricks again you've severed your lifeline to me I res
in a bed of cedar wishing good night to my failures driving nails through my hands
resting and restless thrown down amongst the swine once constructed as divine
paralyzed by dignity and smothered by a memory dear walls stare a***yze me it
lasted longer pitiful me conscious to find nothing again a vile reality runs
through my head and its fluctuating repiticiously in this hole twice preserved
I've failed
grow colder here now that death is in the sky I've choked on these words and
laid here rotting away I've sewn my eyes shut waiting for the worm to turn as
the clouds rest in the dirt with the ashes of angels wings let this room shine
like a star and let me forget to breathe starve the parasite laugh at me and
twist the knife you are the picture of perfection and I am the filth from beginning
to end it's the truth behind every word from a forked tongue that sucks out my life
and fills in the grave a heart on a shelf as a reminder of sympathy collecting dust
as a trophy as it burns as it tricks again you've severed your lifeline to me I res
in a bed of cedar wishing good night to my failures driving nails through my hands
resting and restless thrown down amongst the swine once constructed as divine
paralyzed by dignity and smothered by a memory dear walls stare a***yze me it
lasted longer pitiful me conscious to find nothing again a vile reality runs
through my head and its fluctuating repiticiously in this hole twice preserved
I've failed