I have a sick, morbid mind and,
Hormones that are in love with my pain.
What happens when blood mixes with love,
(when blood mixes with metal?)
What happens when heads collide with pillows,
(When tears collide with the floor?)
Oh, what could be the final, fated result?
Life is hurting me so much,
I think I need to try and leave.
I can't bear your touch,
My life is slipping through my hands like a sieve.
(& It's fading so fast..)
So kill me, (I beg you)
So leave me, (It's all I need)
Nothings making sense,
And I want to slip.. Into my dreams.. (Forever)
Life is hurting me so much,
I think I need to try and leave.
I can't bear your touch,
My life is slipping through your hands like a sieve.
(& It's fading so fast..its gone)