No matter how dark the way gets
This way I go, I go alone, no regrets
Pay your toll, off you go, it's aimless
The going's slow, so cut your throat and eject
Leeching the warmth from a snake pit
Skewered on a rotating spit
Soaking in a tub of my own vomit
You know but you won't believe it
I don't really care
Sweet pit of my despair
No matter how dark the way gets
This way I go, I go alone, no regrets
Pay your toll, off you go, it's aimless
The going's slow, so cut your throat and eject
Leeching the warmth from a snake pit
Skewered on a rotating spit
Soaking in a tub of my own vomit
You know but you won't believe it
I don't really care
Sweet pit of my despair
Is there anybody there
Is there anyone else there
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No matter how dark the way gets
This way I go, I go alone, no regrets
Pay your toll, off you go, it's aimless
The going's slow, so cut your throat and eject
Leeching the warmth from a snake pit
Skewered on a rotating spit
Soaking in a tub of my own vomit
You know but you won't believe it
I don't really care
Sweet pit of my despair
No matter how dark the way gets
This way I go, I go alone, no regrets
Pay your toll, off you go, it's aimless
The going's slow, so cut your throat and eject
Leeching the warmth from a snake pit
Skewered on a rotating spit
Soaking in a tub of my own vomit
You know but you won't believe it
I don't really care
Sweet pit of my despair
Is there anybody there
Is there anyone else there
This way I go, I go alone, no regrets
Pay your toll, off you go, it's aimless
The going's slow, so cut your throat and eject
Leeching the warmth from a snake pit
Skewered on a rotating spit
Soaking in a tub of my own vomit
You know but you won't believe it
I don't really care
Sweet pit of my despair
No matter how dark the way gets
This way I go, I go alone, no regrets
Pay your toll, off you go, it's aimless
The going's slow, so cut your throat and eject
Leeching the warmth from a snake pit
Skewered on a rotating spit
Soaking in a tub of my own vomit
You know but you won't believe it
I don't really care
Sweet pit of my despair
Is there anybody there
Is there anyone else there
Writer: Aaron Davies
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