Seal The Deal

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