Three Chord Valentine — текст песни (Vendetta Red)

She said she liked the way I kissed
So cutting edge I slit my wrists
I need to vomit disappear
and kill those monsters in my mirror
Out classed by losers second place
Before I fell flat on my face
So sick of dreaming, wake me up
and do your worst to shut me up

I`m resistant to your insistance
I can hear you off in the distance
Telling me the end is coming soon
Too addicted to breathe without it
Too embarrassed to talk about it
I`ll kiss you off and try to leave
without you following me

This punctured pallet pains me red
Disturbed and angered dead instead
Just lift your lips and leave me lost
A pale cold corpse collecting moss
These echoes count your hours down
With pulse precision safe and sound
So apropos and no one cares
An empty room with empty chairs

I`m resistant to your insistance
I can hear you off in the distance
Telling me the end is coming soon
Too addicted to breathe without it
Too embarrassed to talk about it
I`ll kiss you off and try to leave
without you following me

So you can take your dress code
And your elitist looks on life
boil them up in a fucking syringe
and shoot it right in your fucking neck