quid pro quo
put the glass to your wrist
and search for true bliss
but it's all just a cry for attention
anything to get me to look in your direction
you know the truth all to well
nothing in life can save you from your personal hell
waking to a plastic existence
why do you put up so much resistance
just accept your failures and your regrets
and know that you aren't quite done yet
What? You think you've hit rock bottom?
these tears of yours are just one of the life's symptoms
just one tiny aspect of the virus that is life as it corses thru your veins
and you can try to cut it out, a failed attempt to take hold of the reigns
to control the direction in which you are falling
don't you hear the name that death is calling?
the tiny whispers that float on the wind at night
as it brushes thru your hair as you walk alone towards the light
a tunnel with no end
a party without friends
just you alone in the dark
calling out with a question mark...
Why? can anyone answer me why?
answer me this one last question before i die...
screaming out loud the things that cut me deep
diving head first when i should just be dipping my feet
its not surprise when i hit the porcelain
I crack my skull, spilling forth thoughts of him...
drowning in a pool of lies
false words you spoke to me about that guy...
just a friend you said
its all in my head
and like a fool i believed you
not look a me and tell me it isn't true
i caught you in our bed
and now for you my body is bled
bled dry and with a smile on my face
at last i'm at peace, i've given up on the chase
you are free now to live without me by your side
enjoy this life of yours, my tainted bride
cold and alone
a heart of stone
my last words to you are not a curse nor a blessing
just a sigh of relief that will keep you guessing
you will never know the meaning behind my smile
just know that i'm not thinking about our walk down the aisle
but instead of when i'll be seeing you again
as the flames engulf your head
as you burn for all you sins
i'll be burning to, but with a grin
one that will never leave my face
as i watch your eternal agony replace
that lying whoring grin of yours
now shut this hearse's door
and get me to my new home six feet below
i'm getting impatient waiting for you to join me... quid pro quo
and search for true bliss
but it's all just a cry for attention
anything to get me to look in your direction
you know the truth all to well
nothing in life can save you from your personal hell
waking to a plastic existence
why do you put up so much resistance
just accept your failures and your regrets
and know that you aren't quite done yet
What? You think you've hit rock bottom?
these tears of yours are just one of the life's symptoms
just one tiny aspect of the virus that is life as it corses thru your veins
and you can try to cut it out, a failed attempt to take hold of the reigns
to control the direction in which you are falling
don't you hear the name that death is calling?
the tiny whispers that float on the wind at night
as it brushes thru your hair as you walk alone towards the light
a tunnel with no end
a party without friends
just you alone in the dark
calling out with a question mark...
Why? can anyone answer me why?
answer me this one last question before i die...
screaming out loud the things that cut me deep
diving head first when i should just be dipping my feet
its not surprise when i hit the porcelain
I crack my skull, spilling forth thoughts of him...
drowning in a pool of lies
false words you spoke to me about that guy...
just a friend you said
its all in my head
and like a fool i believed you
not look a me and tell me it isn't true
i caught you in our bed
and now for you my body is bled
bled dry and with a smile on my face
at last i'm at peace, i've given up on the chase
you are free now to live without me by your side
enjoy this life of yours, my tainted bride
cold and alone
a heart of stone
my last words to you are not a curse nor a blessing
just a sigh of relief that will keep you guessing
you will never know the meaning behind my smile
just know that i'm not thinking about our walk down the aisle
but instead of when i'll be seeing you again
as the flames engulf your head
as you burn for all you sins
i'll be burning to, but with a grin
one that will never leave my face
as i watch your eternal agony replace
that lying whoring grin of yours
now shut this hearse's door
and get me to my new home six feet below
i'm getting impatient waiting for you to join me... quid pro quo