I'm not dead
Yet my skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
This is claustrophobia
The fiction on your tongue
Salt to an open wound
Angels gaze felt like hell
Upon my frozen face
Why did I let you in?
Did I enjoy the taste?
Synthetic ecstasy overwhelms entropy
I beg you
Break me down
Let me gouge at the gauze
Break me down
So I can feel you some more
Break me down
Obliterate the void
Oh break me down
So I can feel you some more
I'm not dead
Yet this skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm not dead
Yet this skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
Opened me up
Just to watch me bleed
Take a bite of me
Sharpen your teeth
Your love is like suicide
It'll only fuck me up yeah
Cut out my eyes
Sew the wounds shut
I've seen enough
I put up with the pain
Angel gaze
It to my fucking veins
My obsession with your porcelain complexion
I'm not dead
Yet my skin feels like a body bag
This sense of dread
Feelings that I wish I never had
I'm a saint
I'm a fiend for a liar
Chemically induced
Heretic
A pariah
Your love is like cyanide
Slow suicide
Just take a bite
Make me bleed from the inside
Your love is like cyanide
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up
Sharpen your teeth
Open me up