you're the one who knows me
more than most

the world tries to hold onto
this dying soul

but you're the one who can free me
i want to go

when i die, they won't cry
so don't hesitate to bring it down

stab my heart with that knife
you left on my back

it's okay for you to hate me
i know all about that

sick games that you played
with me through these years

i'm a mess with broken notes
from the man i hold dear

you're the demon in my chest
since the day i was born

collecting all the happiness
and turning all of it to stone

cold as it is in this cave
my hands are golden, they create

screams of begging
desperate thrashing

i'm ready for you
to take me slowly