Текст (слова) песни: Every Time I Die - Morphine Season
looking forward to a flatlined love affair the comfort of a dire lovesickness I`ve come to cherish bed sores and the salt in my own tears my beautiful affliction your kiss festers like a boil I find myself ugly in your eyes of asylum scenery have you come to take me away take me away darling you are a disease that spreads like sunshine the vultures make a halo while they wait for me to die your fingers crawl like flies on peeling flesh paralyzed you warm me in a cold sweat deadened but moving in seizures loving in fits of disillusional blurs don`t you come near me buried above ground and rotting you can`t take the corpse from his cold this is not a sickness if I beg it`s an addiction throw your flowers to the fever I`m an abscess with a heartbeat an armspan of dirty needles and a rusted peices flowers mask the decomposing passion is watching how fast I can deteriorate desperation is a clotting incision
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