The cold only served me keeping you warm;
Roaming your body like a serpent of some form.
Now i ain't got nothing pumping through my veins but gasoline.
Could you ever love a machine?
Its all about driving the demons in me out.
Its hard to be sincere when i'm lodged in the jaws
Of a shark. its constantly reminding me
That i like you better in the dark.
If you're screaming at the drain for days...
...you know its love.
And if god were a villain, he would be me.
I am a martyr without belief in anything -
So what does that make me?
If cowardice ranks amongst royalty then
Crown me king. i am that of desperate, i am
That of cancerous and i'm loving this.
I've been screaming at the drain for days,
My stomach and i are parting ways...
You know its love when you beg for it to stop
Writer(s): Dead, Divine
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