Sticky Red

Duration

4:53

Genres

Metal

Description

Lyrics

You hide alone inside my dead mind Can we play? Can we play? Can we play? Disguise this sick twisted compromise Dress me up dress me up as the Martyr as the martyr the martyr I remember I remember you laughin’, sayin’ the bruises…. they suit me! I can’t recall a single time since then I felt so utterly disgusting. I became like a receptacle for her aggression, a catalyst for her own death. And in that dark hotel room I sat shivering, the remnants of her saliva still drying up the back of my spine SADNESS & SUFFERING BLIND THE ROAD Barbed wire eats into my soul, and I’m bleeding just to live, Still this existence is null Padded walls are non-existent Are you Dead, Am I dead, Are you Dead? Now there’s no where you can hide Turn me on, Turn me on, Turn me on, Tear me down, Tear me down! I Remember, I remember seein’ the fear and baby… It suits you! Beside me she slept soundly, exhausted from conquest. For an eternity I watched the slender rise and fall her ample chest. How it happened I can’t quite recall… The darkness reached out from all sides of the room and engulfed me I don’t know what else you want me to say…. I never even really knew her anyway…. In the end I think you just want to hear…. She was asking for it… Fluid motions brought the gun to her head I pull the trigger and FUCK she’s dead Curling up I close my eyes The end to a tortured compromise SADNESS & SUFFERING BLIND THE ROAD Barbed wire eats into my soul, and I’m bleeding just to live, Still this existence is null