kill the lights i m so sick of your face another night wasted wishing you away now i m cut i m cut at the wrist but i still can t kill the pain i d give anything to rip you from my head from my head the return of your voice marks another failure and i can feel your blades closing on my back i ll savour this one last taste this taste of sanity as it clutches tearing at my heart this is my final act of desperation one second lost gives way to disease i d give anything to rip you from my head cause i can feel you creeping through me like a sickness your weakness scars your fucking face scars your name the return of your voice marks another failure and i can feel your blades closing on my back as light fades to past darkness wells against me but my shattered eyelids refuse to close your breath is death to me