1. |
Eight Weeks
03:32
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I saw your face
dressed in black & white
I watched your mother
end your life
never knowing
what could have been
I guess that's what we get
for living in sin
pulling
on my heart strings
never knowing
what life I was living in
as blood splattered
against white porcelain
I watched the embryo
die again
would you forgive my past mistakes
and bless my sin
pulling
on my heart strings
everything
I loved is dead
pulling me like a puppet
fantasy
became reality
on the night
you were taken from me
I'll never know your name
but the nightmare remains
the same
pulling
on my heart strings
everything
I love is dead
pulling me like a puppet
fantasy
became reality
on the night
you were taken from me
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2. |
Secrets
03:57
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this journey of love
is an arduous trek
my love for you grows
as you bleed from your neck
bound with tight ropes
and a plastic bag
this game of love can be
such a drag
you stole my heart
and you ripped it in two
now I'll take my blade
and do the same to you
an unborn child
lays dead inside
just like you
and all the secrets you hide
savor the taste
of love so bittersweet
feasting on maggot flesh
you are what you eat
trading your wedding dress
for a burial gown
I'll trade my heart for a spade
and lay you in the ground
you stole my heart
and you ripped it in two
now I'll take my blade
and do the same to you
an unborn child
lays dead inside
just like you
and all the secrets you hide
your lips turn blue
as a gunshot wound
I wonder if anyone
will ever miss you
lay you down
with children buried in ash
say your last prayers...
You're never coming back
you stole my heart
and you ripped it in two
now I'll take my blade
and do the same to you
an unborn child
lays dead inside
just like you
with all the secrets
the secrets you hide
those secrets you hide...
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3. |
The Note
03:43
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Ashes bleed
in this hallow shell
skin turns to rust
in my personal hell
as we grow
as we decay
this withered flesh
it all fades away
you pull the trigger
and I hold the knife
love grows colder
as we end our lives
where was god
when I needed a friend
put the blade to my throat
this is the end (THIS IS THE END)
nothing will change
for those tears you cry
you were born again
but I was born to die
I was born to die (born to die)
I was born to die (born to die)
I was born to...
razor blades
will tear at my heart
we'll dig a grave for two
never be apart
through the warmth of flesh
the bittersweet caress
I guess you never felt this way I guess
I'll be your scapegoat
your rhetoric in my throat
as this cancer bleeds
you'll never hear my pleas
and when I'm dead & gone
I'll fade away
you'll think back to yesterday
(yesterday)
where was god
when I needed a friend
put the blade to my throat
this is the end (THIS IS THE END)
nothing will change
for those tears you cry
you were born again
but I was born to die
I was born to die (born to die)
I was born to die (born to die)
I was born to...DIE!
you may have been born again
but I was born to die
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