Sick transgression
a twisted obsessions...

How drunk do you have to be
to tell me you love me...

This rusted blade
holds the stories of the decisions I've made...

The statements you make, '
leave me with my bewailing state of mind...

A busted face, bruised ribs
I tried to survive but succumbed to the pain of...

A storm never noted
(in my eyes...

God sent something to take the world off it's...
something that will kill, and eat the meat...

When we were little i used to think the world of...
we used to laugh and play under the sky oh so...

Grr, i don't know what to type without sounding...
i would go to the end of the earth for you.. OK...

Trapped in a world full of Darkness and Steel Bars...
Thrown in a g0ddamn 8 by 6 Room...

Bodies left scattered
lives are now shattered...

I want to lie soo much I think love is true,
that my world actually fu(king means somthing...