i'm killing myself slowly way too fucking slow you never see my weakness i never let it show buried so deep inside me i can't remember where on
mesmorized by your beauty i feel powerless in your gaze ostracized, treated unfairly at night i dream of blood filled days because in this world no
love can seem like slow death if it's not returned you will feel your body and soul start to burn with desire and unrelenting pain the tears they cloud my eyes
can't live without you you're my saving grace you helped me keep my sanity when i was struggling you were by my side you helped me face reality the
wake up and hate - another day in paradise i don't think i've been happy - more than twice in my life the first time i fucked - the first time i got
my pleasure is your pain it makes me who i am tested time and again by useless fucks now you want to step up and try your luck before you blink your eyes
too many times i believed your shit i smell your fear and weakness and it makes me fucking sick i know you heard my cries saw the faith in my eyes
the classic struggle of good and evil has brought me to my knees my mind is so filled with hate one hundred demons possessing me your kind never
i trust - nobody you know who i fear - nobody i prayed a thousand times he never answered me do you think i've sinned in the eyes of the lord he
i guess it's been a year or two or three i let myself forget who i'm supposed to be lived for myself no matter what was said or done didn't give a
100,000 was the price-a While you still crappin' out on the Dice-a My style gets nice-a and nice-a The blood riser, open ya eyes, sir And realize you
Pushin' the dime-a, Chrysla 100,000 was the price-a While you still crappin' out on the Dice-a My style gets nice-a and nice-a The blood riser, open ya eyes
