without you, there is no me
just the drained shadow wearing my clothes
parts of you are haunting me everywhere I go
it takes time to cover up and heal small cuts
but you left fucking bullet holes
and what is great tends to come with a cost
all I wanted I have lost
with every vibre of my being
I fight against the urge
I have lost control (there's none)
and I long for all that hurts
Seal the Deal,
count your blessings
(you have zero left)
can't turn around
(it's done, it's done)
Soul is sold the curse starts now