| The lust is fed, my trust is dead, and your nothing but a bad memory. Its about time for something new to rise. This is a psychotic compromise. HEAR ME! Greed is no more than an evil need, better be ready to bleed when it comes time for me to feed. I'v done the wicked deed! I'v fed the wicked need! I'm falling out of love, and into the black spiral, time is in my hand, I'm watching the bitter end dive into the pits of hell. I saw the broken leash around her neck. Times still in my hand, better be ready for me to sin! send this blister, this reminder, this eye blinder, blood finder...STRAIGHT TO HELL!...HEAR ME! Have I got your attention> Have I found what binds you> Do you see what I need> Can you, read between the lines> of time> (the lust is fed) Trying me, tempting me, testing me, infecting me. (my trust is dead.) Cold, lifeless, sinful, helpless, restless, purely, simply holy. (your just a bad memory.) Stuck in my head, refuseing to stay dead. (I'm falling apart.) Waiting for a new start. The psychotic compromise..Trust me, I'll just bleed me. Trust me, I'v got more lust here....Trust whore.. Lust more...trust, whore. Lust more.. Trust whore.Times still in my hand, better be ready for me to sin! send this blister, this reminder, this eye blinder, blood finder...STRAIGHT TO HELL!...HEAR ME!....<trust whore> |
