Gag

Oh, stuck in a hole
Lusting for a heart that won't grow old
Oh, no love to hold
Covered in filth and these cloves growing mold

Her pale fingers on my chest, crimson and red
I didn't know the risk, never saw the threat
Lying in my own bile, covered in sweat
And lonely thoughts that follow, crestfallen
Doomed, consumed by my own sin
I can feel her spine carving cuts on my skin

Oh, for her to cope
Forcing her soul in a body she doesn't own

No way to get out
This is what I get for marrying doubt
Choking in her, I feel her eyes
I wish I would've stayed alive

I never thought I'd miss the taste of spit
It was worth being trapped inside your pit
She took my innocence and threw it all away
She was the only one who made me beg for pain

No way to get out
This is what I get for marrying doubt
I feel it in my bones
I wish I would've stayed alone

She sucked me dry