You have stripped my heart of all it's parts
 and gave away the scrap for free

 you have sold your soul for some control
 and gnawed at the hands that tried to love and feed

 you are crying out to end the drought
 yet it's not your blood that filled this sea

 all of the mistakes left in your wake
 they all remind me of a younger me

 to the parasites that [bad word] and gone
 this is your farewell song

 to the parasites that [bad word] and gone
 this is your farewell song

 [bad word]  [bad word] away