Dance to the end, heroin
Bring me back to my cancer
I’ve been tasting for so long the guilt
There’s no reason to hold on to me
It’s your face I see in the mirror
It’s your voice I hear when I speak to myself
The struggle became a question of death
It’s your voice I hear when I speak to myself
Fuck! I’m making you part of me
Fuck! I’m keeping you
Fuck! and keepin’ you’s killin’ me
Fuck! I’m killing you
I’m killin’ a part of me
I’ve been in and out of this cycle
With a heavy heart I still walk
Fixing the ground with a bitter taste
I made you part of me
The fading sound of your footsteps
The hissing of the Snake
The skin so cold
The pain, the vision blurs
Infinite fall, the cave
The torment and fucking games
And the rest of the world can go fuck itself
Chocking on my agony
I’m baling the fuck out
The truth was never unique
Walk with me
Remember the purple shores?
They’re filled with misfortune
Filled with empty words
Don’t be afraid of the filth
It’s the only thing sticks with me
Grab my hand
You know we’re both better off dead
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