There's no rhythm in my chest.
You can't dance when you're dead.
I took death by the hand, & kissed her lips.
We danced to the dope beat, it went something like this;
(-ladadadaladadadalada.. etc)
(chorus)
So break me down,
Like your favorite drug.
Do me like a line.
& call it love.
(la-da-da etc)
It started with a needle & a spoon,
I ended up doing things I swore I'd never do.
Rubbing liquor on my burning bruise.
But I can never cleanse myself from you.
Would you lie for me? (No)
Cross your sorry heat & die for me? (No!)
I'd let you drag me through Hell,
If it meant you'd hold my hand.
& Id rather cut a line for you, than cut my thighs over you.
But damn if I didn't get drunk off the lust in your eyes,
I'd rather cut a thousand white lines, before
hearing another one of your white lies.
(Cx1)
I knew you'd break me into pieces, & I'd be lovesick.
but as long as each shard is crafted from her fingertips,
It will still be a masterpiece.
They say that love is bulletproof,
Well I'm still digging the bullet out.
You pulled the trigger when you left, cried at my deathbed.
Like you were the one who got shot.
So, hit me again, Leave proof that you will stay.
Because I fear that one day,
Just like these bruises,
You will fade away.
(Cx1)
You never loved me, & that hit me harder than you ever did.
Let's eat painkillers like candy, & lay in bed.
Let's fuck the pain away.
Take Romantic walks to the liquor store,
& share long lines of coke, Fight, then makeup on the table,
Slicing our bodies with each thrust. Take our hate, & call it love.
(Cx1)
I swore, I'd never let myself get as bad as this again.
But here it is, 2 am.
& I'm on my knees.
Screaming to Gods I don't believe in.
When will this beat end?
Why am I still trying?
I will destroy, your Path(TO)logical lying.