I'm drinking the chalice, that is filled with BILE. There is no love, just hatred, bleed with a smile. A slit wrist, a big kiss, send you on your way
Toxins in the airways, venom for all to taste. A death grip love for my remote, spewing blood, shit and paste. Help me take my medicine, so the pain
You are my life, my phantom god. You've got all I desire. You're not me, that's the strongest point of you. Abnormal lust, infects my blood. You are
So as you cry, as the tears slowly slip from your eyes. I watch, standing, laughing above memories. So as you die, as the blood slowly slips from your
losers! Left you all behind. I took some time to realize, you are not my kind. All of you are gluttons! All of you are mutts! Flap around in your own BILE
the hopes and dreams of everything I know. I see the road to nowhere, it's tattooed in my brain. I'm spitting chunks of BILE, that's drowning me insane! TEKNOWHORE
Pain in my eyes, in my head, in my soul. Pain for the way that you take control. Pain for the way that your kissing my skin. Pain is the key that will
I devour. COMPOUND PRESSURE! swallowed my spunk with no disgrace. I got a big fat cock and I shot her face, Did her doggy style up her fucking ass, BILE
A four part fictional melodrama, exploring the degradation of trust, the emotional death of love, the contemplation of suicide, and the outlet of anger
Manic Depression! My spastic obsession! Lose and fall and fail and stop. I make my way back from the top
Пераклад: Жоўць. Teknowhore.
