Numb again
Another empty glass
Another day goes past
Am I really here
Just another dream
Sick fantasy of me
Part of me
Always dying
Always lying
Only flesh
Just another body
Am I truly alive
Emptiness is followed by the need for pain
Another broken bottles Attempt to keep me sane
The knives I stick in you, you can keep for yourself
How can I feel for you when I cant feel myself
I have no sensation, I have no sensation
Im no provider, no affectionate one
Only feeling peace at the end of a gun
Another split brain of mental dichotomy
In the end I will bring you with me
Im just a drunken bastard
Cold hearted cynic you will never know
Turning chain link into brick wall
Lie with me lets see how far I fall and we'll die