We all often struggle with self-destruction habits.
lyrics
Back again I ain’t dead just yet
But it’s fine, I dug my own grave
To get buried, buried again
Look at me, here I am, chained by addiction voix
A bastard reborn in a grave
Well it must be the love
That flows like the tear of death
I’ve gotta get this off my chest, who am I in love with?
Sheís dancing in my thoughts, why am I addicted to
The echoes of your cutting love?
Muddled up in my throat
Who am I in love with?
I am sick of shedding tears for drugs, I am sick of crying for love
I am sick of shedding tears for drugs, I am sick of crying for love
My anxiety is my only solace but still the thoughts circle my bed
Are we all dancing or are we all awake?
Like sharks ready at the edge that brought me to my death
I beg for help but you all seem deaf
I beg for help but you all seem deaf
Why, do I lack of depth?
Gazing at me with your hateful eyes
Why, put a label on my head?
Doesnít everyone deserve a little respect?
So I asked myself why nobody cares
When I said that I donít fit in
Why am I feeling everyoneís thoughts?
All but mine
But they just wanna see you hit the floor and complain about how they had cherished you
Where the fuck will they be when a hand is on the holster - will you grab the gun?
Back again I ainít dead just yet
But itís fun, I dug my own grave
Dig me out - Dig me out again
Look at me, bruised by addiction
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