Из альбома: State of Affairs
Dying alone would be a privilege
If all my friends were like you
Dying would be a privilege
Rusted rail spikes and shards of glass give me rest;
Poison the earth in anticipation
So tear the pieces from the bone like you've torn us apart
We've built bridges just for burning
So light the fires in my eyes so I can watch my own demise
We've built bridges just for burning
Light the fires in my eyes watch my own demise;
So I can rip my eyes from their sockets, so I can rip my eyes,
So I can rip my eyes so no flowers will grow
And so you carve your, your name into my,
Into my heart with rusted rail spikes
So light the fires in my eyes so I can let them watch my own demise
So I can leave this all behind and be left with my solitude intact