kill the lights

i'm so sick of your face

another night wasted wishing you away

now im cut.im cut at the wrist.

but i still cant kill the pain

id give anything to rip you from my head

from my head

the return of your voicemarks another faliure

and i can feel your blades closing on my back

i'll savour this one last taste,this taste of sanity

as it clutches tearing at my heart

this is my final act of desperation

one second lostgives way to disease

i'd give anything to rip you from my head

cause i can feel you

creeping through me

like a sickness

your weakness

scars your *** face

scars your name

the return of your voice

marks another faliure

and i can feel your blades

closing on my back

as lights fades to past

darkness works against me

but my shattered eyelide refuse to close

your breath is death to me