I can taste the earth and the filth that goes with it
Maybe the mixture of pills and alcohol was not the best ideas
Oh, I could've been beautiful...I could've been beautiful...
I spend my time with the walking corpses
Waiting for hell?
Or simply just waiting
It smells here like old death and abandoned hearts
I wonder if I scrape the thoughts of my dear beloved, my dear beloved
It's been two years
The taste gets worse
The smell gets stronger
It hides behind my eyes
I took my life before it started
I regret the things I never finished
This is a mistake
I burned out to fast
Live fast, die young
Die young, stay dead
I can taste the earth and the filth that goes with it
Maybe the mixture of pills and alcohol was not the best ideas
Oh, I could've been beautiful...I could've been beautiful...
I spend my time with the walking corpses
Waiting for hell?
Or simply just waiting
It smells here like old death and abandoned hearts
I wonder if I scrape the thoughts of my dear beloved, my dear beloved
It's been two years
The taste gets worse
The smell gets stronger
It hides behind my eyes
I took my life before it started
I regret the things I never finished
This is a mistake
I burned out to fast
Live fast, die young
Die young, stay dead
I can taste the earth and the filth that goes with it