Seems three years
Though maybe four
Someone drops dead
Whom I adore
You love someone
There will be grief
The
kiss of death
Lips of a thief
g*******t
A dusty stack of photographs
Of times I cried But mostly laughed
Commit the
past Into blue flame
Acrid smoke Cowardly shame
g*******t
At times I'm truly terrified
Cause dope and booze don't help to
hide
They're used to mask a weakling's hurt
It's just like painting over dirt
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is
dead
(All dead)
Life's a game I cannot win
Both good and bad must surely end
The mirrors always tell the truth
I love
myself for hating you
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is
dead
g*******t
g*******t
All dead
