deception is overbearing. there are roses in your eyes and thorns cover your flesh. the slightest touch drew blood, igniting my lust.
i became attached; a cold heart doesn't reciprocate.
have i already slipped your mind? as if nothing had happened at all?
love will fade, become cold.
i slipped your mind a hundred times.
Track Name: said "nothing" and began firing
i've grown tired of the lies, real or just in my mind
i have died in your arms too many times
my poor heart, dragged through mud
you gave it back and now you want yours
you'll have to pry it from my cold dead hands.