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The Scent of Death
Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart… (oooh…oooh…x3) We’re lost, but never found – I hope you don’t mind That I’m a boy that’s frankly blind Do you even care to see the sorrow you gave to me willingly? Do you even understand what I’m going through? Reduced to tears… Look at life in a different light…yesterday’s tomorrow wraps around me The gray of today is making me feel awfully blue… bottlin’ up these sentiments for countless years… Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart… (oooh…oooh…x6) Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart… Take a breath, look at me…don’t you see my misery? You broke my young heart apart…take heart… The scent of death – I smell the odor seeping out of your mouth… I cover my nose…I’m feeling down, sucking up my emotional debris Do you even see the tears rolling out of my eyes? Did you know that you made a terrible impact in my life? Do you hear yourself saying these words that are 100% lies? I hope you get the picture that you have been giving me loads of strife Honestly, it slits my wrists with a sharp, jagged knife I’m alive…x5 But, I’m on my own, living my own life Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart… (oooh…oooh…x3) You really think that I’m a weakling? Didn’t you see my triumphantly soar? (I don’t feel sorry for you…you attention whore – why were you the one I adore?) I am not a coward and I am not scared of you – you made me love you, demise…now, I’m closing my eyes in attempt to give in to silent slumber – I’m kissing the beast-like abyss, but it’s nothing new…but I’m treading the rocky road of recovery for me alone – not for you…I never did it for you… I know my heart is breaking bit by bit, but I’m stronger that I was before (I’m not sore anymore – I don’t love you anymore…you hurt me to the core, but I opened a new door) I’m through with you…I gave up on you – you made me weep tears of rue…don’t seek me – I’m not wise…and it’s not a surprise that I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you…you were as fresh as morning dew when I caught a glimpse of you, but I was breaking down the love flu…love flu Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart… (oooh…oooh…x6) But, honey, I am through with you, so be gone! Off you trot, (you demon from hell) Go on and dwell with your companions – you lost your affection I ardently adored the most – you know what I am talking about and I ain’t jugglin’ doubt – I’m picking another route My passion towards you fades away like the fog in the morning, for you left me to rot (Oh well…) Go on and hang out with your gang of wolves…your pack is awaiting you…you never gave me advice in life – that’s something that I never had the guts to boast about…no doubt… Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart… (oooh…oooh…x3) Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart… (oooh…oooh…x3) You pushed me to the bottom of the ocean (with knives in your eyes) You let me go and I was rolling away in the death cart Now, I’m feeling these waves of emotion (looking at death straight in the eyes) Pound to the rhythm of my heart…my heart… (oooh…oooh…x3)
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