The world we crave bleeds perfect blood

We suffer from freedom, in every choice we make

And every wound we seek.

We couldn't wait for perfect love,

Finding what we needed in a blink of an eye

And a turn of the page.

I feel like it's over

Enraged through my dying shame.

Burst, we burst through the cycle

The same song played over again

Screaming never again until my heart's content

Who will save me from myself?

The look on our face reeks of pleasure and pain

Masked in endless shame.

I gave her everything, she left me wrecked and on my back

I gave her everything, swallowed in hate that I created.