A rush of blood, to my head leaves me winded and wanting to feel the weakness, in my body beaten and crushed like my soul. I walked the streets flirting death, but it never kissed back, I'm so lucky so cursed so fucked up, but that's the way that it goes. it's in the ebb and the flow. I wish that I could give you my time. Seems like doomsday has come early this year. The last angel has gone. I can't remember the last time I cried. The last angel has gone home. The memories stacking up and they pull at my guts, what do I have to do to end it? The better days hacked away leaving the only pain, his regret is never ending. But in the blink of an eye, this life passes you by. I wish that I could give you my time. Seems like doomsday has come early this year, the last angel has gone. I can't remember the last time I cried. The last angel has gone home. I can't remember, I can't remember, I can't remember the last time I cried. Seems like doomsday has come early this year. The last angel has gone. I can't remember the last time I cried. The last angel has gone home. You're always looking back running from the past. You're always sweating me about the next big heart attack. You're looking over your shoulder, staring down the path. im falling down, falling down, falling down! It's in your head, all the voices mistaken. Shake it off, shake it off , we're all dying in the end.
I terrify me, images so horrible, to clear my thoughts. I drill a hole into my skull, clean up my brains, sweep them underneath the rug. I need them more than I needed any other drug. Im falling down, falling down, falling down!
