From the album
The Diseased And The Poisoned
I can’t see it but I feel it everyday. I’m watching the rain fall through this broken glass and I’m washing the blood from my hands, washing the blood from my hands. I shouldn’t even try, she’s right. This time it’s gonna take everything that I have, everything that I have. These are letters I’ll never send, words that will go unsaid. I want you dead. And bury you in the darkest part of my heart. Your arms were my open grave begging me back. Like a walk through a dead winter park, it was over before the start. These are letters I’ll never send. I want you dead.