Dead - Cloves

I think I hate you now

When I look back I really hate you now

Twisted and torn

I’m fucking inside out

Boozy words come the wrong way out

My suffering isn’t over with baby pacify me

I’m alone and I’m playing roulette with my enemy

Relaxation is strangulation

My minds been fucked

Mental fornication

Catch me as I fall

I’m crawling up the walls

Push me to sleep

Don’t

Talk, talk to me

We’re not dead

We’re not dead yet

Uh huh

Not dead

I’m blacking out

Check check on me, I think I’m blacking out

I’m bags of crazy, its without a doubt

Boozy words come the wrong way out

Its suffocating this conversation got me on a leash

No escaping, I’m shaken, taped up to reality

Intoxication takes motivation

What you doing with your generation

Catch me as I fall

I’m crawling up the walls

Push me to sleep

Don’t

Talk, talk to me

We’re not dead

We’re not dead yet

Dead

Uh huh

I’m done but not dead yet

Uh huh

Not dead…