Besedila: Stabbing Westward. Wither, Blister, Burn Peel. I Don't Believe.

I'm such an asshole
I'm such a stain
I just keep fucking up again and again
You crawled inside my mind when you crawled into my bed
Said everyhting I've ever longed to hear
So perfect, so alive, once inside you sucked me dry
Used me up and left me here for dead
I crave it desperately, a cancer eating me
An addiction too intense to be denied
Worthless, I'm a whore, crawling back for more
Pathertic how I feed off this abuse
You told me that you loved me
You swore that you loved me
And I believed, now I know it was a lie

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I don't believe
I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe
I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me