I can't breathe and

Your breath spins my cocoon

I've been fighting but

I think I'll be stopping soon

Every fear and every nightmare

Becomes my waking dream

And all I know is my life is not

What it should be . .


I can't cry and

Your words cut like a blade

I don't have tears but at least the blood

Runs down my face

Every hope and every hate

Falls to ash inside your flames

And all I see is killing me

I've become your sweet disgrace


I can't live and

Your sin is like a stone

Around my neck, and

The waters call me home

Every scream and every pain

Hushed on cold blue lips

And all I was will die with me

But I will tell you this


You won't breathe and you won't cry and

My fire will consume

All your hopes and all your dreams

It will all be over soon

You will burn inside my hate and

It will all be over soon


I can't cry and

your words cut like a blade

I don't have tears but at least the blood

Runs down my face


Runs down my face and

It will all be over soon

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