Pink Mist

Here I am on my knees
Waiting for some way to bleed
Nobody took notice to me when I needed
And now you say you love me, say you need me for wrong reasons
For the ones that want the world just given to them on a plate:
Slit your throat, die in a moat
Leave me be
No!
Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it
I will suffer
You will suffer
I’m out of fucking time
Suck the blood dry
You gave it back to me
My will to feel
To the ones that want the world just given to them on a plate:
Slit your throat, die in a moat
Leave me be
You will suffer