My Deathwish Needs CPR

You want to play with fire?
Don’t cry when you get burnt
You gave us life, we gave back death in return
The sun is burnt out black
Now there’s not turning back…

~*~

A point of no return, turn back and bury your ax in my chest

So I can spit that blood in your face and wish you all the best

Place the blame under my censored name and leave it all out

The fastest way to my mind is a fucking baseball bat, no doubt

Pointing finger screaming for attention, so stab the nails in me

Because what’s another puncture in this tattered shop dummy

Hey, I have a death wish, and I want to fulfill it while I’m alive

Fucking kill me for not wanting to be your own rack of knives.

~*~

We will consume until there’s nothing left
Remember us as a waste of breath
Yeah, I know you know that we’ve been living a lie
Turn a blind eye until the day we die…

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