These nights I find myself more tired than before.
My thoughts are scattered, brains are splattered on the floor.
I put my fist right through the wall. It's just the madness I recall.
I just can't control it. I'm so sick of this shit.
I don't know what I'm fighting for.
I don't know if I care anymore.
Still got your scratches on my side and your bite in my neck.
I can't get your body out of my head.
Every time I lose my mind but I can't go back again.
I gotta stay away from you.
A voice of reverb rocks the walls. I swear I coulda heard you call.
It's only an illusion. Trapped in my seclusion.
I feel this static in my brain, a pulsing beat I can't ignore.
Your whisper trembles in my ear, moaning my name forevermore.
I don't know what I'm fighting for.
I don't know if I care anymore.
Still got your scratches on my side and your bite in my neck.
I can't get your body out of my head.
I just wanna fuck you one more time and never see your face again.
I'd kill for one more night with you.
I don't know what I'm fighting for.
I don't know if I care anymore.
Still got your scratches on my side and your bite in my neck.
I can't get your body out of my head.
And this time I realize I'd be better off dead,
Than to be here with you.
credits
from XIII,
released August 14, 2013
MUSIC AND LYRICS BY MIKEYEXMORTIS.
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