aBaNDoNWaRe Songtext
von tiramika

Breathing in slowly, blissfully waiting
Mourning so coldly, anticipating

Phelgm in my lungs and gore on my feet
Oh what did the drugs do to me?

Disease is spreading, a chronic condition
Worrying counts of something unforgiving in my bloodstream

Fighting thin air to let me breathe once more [just let me breathe]
And the doc swears this new cure will stop the sore
But it′s starting to skip like a- [broken record]
Belief runs dry, the sort of thing I just can't afford

Breathing in slowly, blissfully waiting
Mourning so coldly, anticipating

Phelgm in my lungs and gore on my feet
Oh what did the drugs do to me?

Disease is spreading, a chronic condition
Worrying counts of something unforgiving in my bloodstream

Sarcasm dripping, mechanical schisms
I′m feeling so burnt out, a medical prison


Ground down my nails and study my teeth
Please what did the gods do to me?

Disease is spreading, a chronic condition
Worrying counts of something unforgiving in my bloodstream

I give up it's five minutes past four [five minutes past]
But the clock lies, aeons pass outside my door
What delusions escape such a [fleeting remorse]
Now it's four past five, i′ll give up on this life of mine

Breathing in slowly, blissfully waiting
Mourning so coldly, anticipating

Phelgm in my lungs and gore on my feet
Oh what did the drugs do to me?

Disease is spreading, a chronic condition
Worrying counts of something unforgiving in my bloodstream

Sarcasm dripping, mechanical schisms
I′m feeling so burnt out, a medical prison

Ground down my nails and study my teeth
Please what did the gods do to me?

Disease is spreading, a chronic condition
Worrying counts of something unforgiving in my bloodstream


Stuck with a needle in my neck
Can I handle what comes next?
Feeling so fatigued it's hard to go on
And yet, past the fog that′s in my head
Something glows a vivid red
It resembles peace, but to my own bitter end