jejakdarah

-Liquor and Love Lost-

I thought I saw your eyes,
Laced in smoke & cigarette curls.
I thought I saw your eyes
But I’m seeing ghosts tonight.

She haunts me!
’til my bitter end.
She haunts me!

I swear I heard your voice, overwhelmed by conversation.
I swear I heard your voice but I’m hearing ghosts tonight!
The bars turn out there lights.
And I drink away the day as it decays.

So much for living forever,
So much for death do us part!!!

I whispered in her ear:
Fear me dear, for I am Death,
I’ll take your hope, your dreams, your love,
Till there’s nothing left

I whispered in her ear:
You better fear me dear, for I am Death,
I’ll take that shit you call a life, in a single fucking breath.

I’ll take your hope,
I’ll take your fucking dreams!
I’ll steal the diamonds
From your eyes,
I’ll turn your promises
Into lies,

It’s 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The hours are days, the days are dead,
I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tongues,
I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungs,

I hear the fear in your voice
But you shouldn’t feel a thing,
Your life’s already worse than any pain that I could bring,
That I could bring,
That I could bring,

I could make it December every day,
But you’re so blind, it may as well be May,

And I whispered in her ear:
You better fear me dear, for this is Death
And I whispered in her ear:
Fear me, ’cause I am Death

One more time,

I whispered in her ear:
Fear me dear, for I am Death,
I’ll take everything you ever loved

I can help you see the light
Out of your despair,
You tie the rope,
I’ll kick the fucking chair!

I feel the malice in my veins
My heart swells with hatred in your name,
And when you’ve got nothing to turn black and blue,
You’ve still got Hell to look forward to,

(You’ve still got Hell
You’ve still got Hell
When you’ve still got Hell)

I will dance on your grave,
I will dance on your fucking grave,
I will dance on your grave,
I will dance on your grave,

Oh, when you’re blessed with a grave to call your own,
In my mind you’ll be six feet closer to your home,
Your eulogy will be music,
Your eulogy will be music to my ears,

Oh, yeah,

I can help you to see light out of your despair,
You tie the rope, I’ll kick the fucking chair,

I feel the malice in my veins,
And my heart swells with hatred in your name,
And when you’ve got nothing to be black and blue,
You’ve still got Hell,
You’ve still got Hell to look forward to,

Black and blue,
Black and blue,