It's time you see the world for what it [bad word] is
dead [bad word] who's last words were [bad word] me again
It's time you see me for who i really am
I'm the walking, wounded, bleeding, clever lies from within
These hands have held the bloody corpse of my dead lover
And with your skin stretched tight i'll beat you till you're blind,
I'll do it to you before you do it to me, because we share the same sickness inside.
And with our hands clasped tight you'll beg me not to try,
I'll do it to you before you do it to me, because we share the same sickness inside.
I want to forget your face,
I want to forget the way you [bad word] taste.
I want to forget your face
I want to forget the way you [bad word] taste.
Names mean nothing now, my eyes only see the blackest of the black
Waiting for the kiss of God's fallen children, and there's no turning back!
There's no turning back!
It's time you see the world for what it [bad word] is
dead [bad word] who's last words were [bad word] me again
It's time you see me for who i really am
I'm the walking, wounded, bleeding, clever lies from within
And with your skin stretched tight i'll beat you till you're blind,
I'll do it to you before you do it to me, because we share the same sickness inside.
And with our hands clasped tight you'll beg me not to try,
I'll do it to you before you do it to me, because we share the same sickness inside.
Your not so perfect
Just [bad word] plastic, just [bad word] plastic
Names mean nothing now, my eyes only see the blackest of the black
Waiting for the kiss of God's fallen children, and there's no turning back!
Names mean nothing now, my eyes only see the blackest of the black
Waiting for the kiss of God's fallen children, and there's no turning back!