these words you tell me
these words you tell me,
are they just lies.
these lies you tell me,
are they just words.
your words run through my veins
making me insane, there my addiction,
my drug. this high, i want to come down.
will it ever end, is there such thing
as a rehab from you?
will i ever break free, from your
unfriendly grasp. take this knife?
for me?? no for you! slit your throat.
ive found my way out, through your death
are they just lies.
these lies you tell me,
are they just words.
your words run through my veins
making me insane, there my addiction,
my drug. this high, i want to come down.
will it ever end, is there such thing
as a rehab from you?
will i ever break free, from your
unfriendly grasp. take this knife?
for me?? no for you! slit your throat.
ive found my way out, through your death
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