mutilation

oh

if these pills could

they would call my name

a quick end

suicide becomes so persuasive and dramatic

a beautiful face that lays quietly beside me

and i'll remember every fucking movement

i've lost control

and i'm losing control of who i am

nothing seems to fit

these words fill a helpless length of time

they make no sense

but serve every fucking purpose

into substance

remember my face when i am gone

oh

i've been dead before tonight

i've felt your grip of eternity

your grip of reality

yeah

and i'll remember every movement

and i'll study it like an infection

curse to your embrace

into substance

crushed by your bloody kiss

i've been dead before tonight

i've felt your grip of eternity

together we sleep in an unmarked pine box

oh

oh

been dead before tonight

i've felt your grip of eternity

i still remember that first kiss

that first look

that first touch

and how it never made sense

you built me up just to be broken

i've

i've been dead before tonight

i've felt your grip of eternity

i've been reduced to a fucking substance

i've been reduced to a fucking substance