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Empty Floors
04:02
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I ain't been myself these days,
I've seen the cracks form.
The empty bottles rattle like teeth,
Across this empty floor.
I know, I'm coming home.
I lick the top of my wounds,
Keep them warm.
I'll throw my ashes down,
To whatever path I know.
And I know, I'm coming home.
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2. |
I Want To Die
05:14
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I want to drain my veins.
I want to bleed them dry.
I want to die,
Here tonight.
I don't believe you,
When you're saying,
"It'll be better soon".
I want to sway,
From the highest tree.
And rot away,
Into the breeze.
I don't believe you,
When you're saying,
"It'll be better soon".
Let me crawl, I've been living in this world too long.
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3. |
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Look me right,
Right in these drunken eyes.
See my soul corrode,
From deep inside of me.
You know these days are the same.
You know I need destruction in my bones,
So let it flow.
Tempt these hours,
Tempt them with our pain.
In these nights,
The dark is thicker than wine.
You know these days are the same.
You know I need destruction in my bones,
so let it flow.
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4. |
Kill You
04:17
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Well, it ain't right,
What you done to me.
So, I got my knife,
And it needs to bleed.
I'll take off your clothes,
Stick it on in,
Oh, so deep,
In your skin.
I will try, to kill you.
Now I'm watching you sleep,
Such a beautiful thing.
I come up close to feel you breathe.
I'll make it real slow, one last scream.
As I cut you up,
And end your dreams.
I will try to kill you.
I know you will run,
But, I'll try to kill you.
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