Oh my god, I could barely sit down to write this line, And I'd give anything to hear your fucking voice again. So apathetic and I know you must be dead inside, You don't know what real love is.
And I will paint the darkness on, Everything that reminds me of you, And I haven't slept in days, For I might not wake up. And you say that passion kills? Bitch, oh.
And I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like.
And I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like. Now I have become death, destroyer of whole worlds. Now I have become death, destroyer of whole worlds.
Now I have become my death, Now I have become my death.
You are all that I have left, And I am lost without you. You are all that I have left, And I am lost without you. Your bloods not worth spilling. Your bloods not worth spilling.