how do i start well here it goes i ll write it all down so that everyone knows dragged out and low feeling lost with no one to save me i need a personal cross cut across my heart i hope i die this love will make me go blind i got swords for hands and fucking hearts for eyes dig out my heart and put my eyes inside swallow the sight consume the light i ve never felt more alone forgotten son left out on my own dragged out and low and feeling lost with no one to save me i need a personal cross if emptiness is loneliness and loneliness is cleanliness and cleanliness is godliness then i m a filthy fucking mess yeah i m a wreck intoxicated by madness no love no peace just sadness a filthy fucking mess