Bitter Pill
The Acacia Strain
3:13If you get to heaven And you don't find me there You are in hell I lost control I have never cried a tear of joy Sadness surrounding my fucking life A frozen dream, a broken memory (Brutality) is my enemy Life is a sucking, oozing, open wound that never closes Beaten and bruised I have no love left I have no love left to give We will never be anything more than the stories we have told The world is my oyster, but it's rotten and covered with mold I lost control (Lost control) Six feet further from god Six feet closer to hell My heart is a hole My mind is a tomb where no flowers grow Bury me vertically with my head exposed So the world can see me decompose