Consumption

Never intended on any of this, sold my soul to the devil for the pleasure of a 
dead man's kiss

    Fire sizzlin'' out of control, sizzle down for i feel the burn, and the lesson i did 
learn, must i bear all my soul, before i can see another rising sun that doesn't 
shun my eyes from the light

      Darkness in the day/ will it ever go away/ stay for the night if you must/ i don't 
really trust, anyway/ no, i don't really trust, anyway

     Your company will do me no harm and mine won't do you any good, so why 
don't we get past this superficial charm and let's get down to business like we 
should, no point worrying about what is already over and done, for the night is 
long with so much unfinished

     Darkness in the day/ will it ever go away/ stay for the night if you must/ i don't 
really trust, anyway/ no, i don't really trust, anyway

     Never intended on any of this, sold my soul to the devil for the pleasure of a 
dead man's kiss
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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