Put your gun in my mouth
Feed my ears with lies
Do it hard

I've destroyed everything I could
I can't remember anything
So give me something pure I devour
My mind is stripped of mercy
I'm laughing at your face

Give me fear that I can feel
Bless me with death that I'm looking for
Do your best to thrill my soul
I want more to [bad word] real
I can't pray anymore

Death is like an unexpecting guest [bad word] to you when you're alone
...She's forcing us to cry even when we're cold
When our journey is over we'll find
Calmness and forgiveness