Dead Ends
This is what you’ve got me in
All this pain for all my sin
This is what you’ve got me in
All this pain for all my sin
You’re in pain, I couldn’t care less
Walls I’ve built feed you distress
To numb the pain I’ll cut you, cut you, cut you up
Slicing through
Tearing up
Draining what’s left of you
Tell me now do you miss this mess?
I accept this consequence
You fucked me up enough
I’m going to hang in tough
You fucked me up enough
If this is what I lost, I couldn’t care less
You’re in pain, I couldn’t care less
Walls I’ve built feed you distress
To numb the pain I’ll cut you, cut you, cut you up
Slicing through
Tearing up
Draining what’s left of you
Tell me now do you miss this mess?
I accept this consequence
Tell me now do you miss this mess?
I accept this consequence I loath
Another dead end I loath
This is what you’ve got me in
All this pain for all my sin
This is what you’ve got me in
All this pain for all my sin
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