I see your eyes in the flames
Watching your burnt rotten flesh
You try to save you this time
I'm sure your [bad word] will be burnt twice
Yes Time will show
I'll pack my stuff and go
I can't keep on
Living in this hole

All you try to do
is to [bad word] show
Your friends and things you have done
The bright new house you have bought

I move my hands with grace
To touch your pretty face

You let me here rotting crying and shattered
But sure I won't forget the good times we haded
Can't you stop [bad word] my carpet
 [bad word] a big BEATdown in 1,2,3,4

Bree Bree Bret Bret
I see you sweat
Bree Bree Bret Bret
Your mum is wet
Visions That Terrify

Your Miasma now's getting BIGGER
I think our ending will be BITTER

Sometimes I feel like I'm alone
yet there is someone's there
He's done his part
Now it's our time to get back
Don't Let Your feelings
To overtake you
See what,You've done
See the miasma in your heart
The miasma
Yet there are many ways to take your life back
To take Her back.

My [bad word] Looks Bigger Now!

Waiting this winter to pass
forget all the fights we had
Won't even counting on you
I think you'll miss that part too
Yes Time will show
I'll pack my stuff and go
I can't keep on
Living in this hole

I move my hands with grace
To touch your pretty face
It looks so different now
your miasma
is taking ground
We're both sentenced to this
there's no turning back
There's no point trying
there's no point in fighting
My love I see your 
My love I see your miasma!