Besedila: My Ruin. Sick With It.

Sick

Sick with disease
Deny addiction
Down on my knees
Feed my affliction

Scared to believe
My own decisions
Eager to please
Distorted visions

Breed life
Need life
Breathe life
Keep life

Lie and deceive
With no emotion
False promises
Loss of devotion

Scarred by deceit
My self destruction
Love obsolete
Live in dysfunction

Breed life
Need life
Breathe life
Keep life

Bleed life
Feel life
Keep life
The sweet life is all I want

Can I bleed for the ritual?
Can I bleed for the ritual?
Can I bleed for the ritual?
Can I bleed for the ritual?

Can I bleed for the ritual?
Bleed for it
Got a need for the ritual

Can I bleed for the ritual?
Bleed for it
Got a need for the ritual

Sick with it
Sick with it
Sick with it
Sick with it

Sick with it
Sick with it
Sick with it

It's inside me
I feel it growing
Nowhere to hide
My anger's showing

Breed life
Need life
Breathe life
Keep life

Bleed life
Feel life
Keep life
The sweet life

And on this dark night of my soul
I will continue to pray for us
And try to remember only the good things
The sweet life, the sweet life