Suicide King

Rotting Out

A portion of myself taken away
I get more bitter day by day
Pull me out from this depressing hole
Save the last of my burning soul

The winter helps this anger grow
I'm falling fast and I'm out of control
And I don't care

This is just a life
Soon enough You'll quit
But I'm holding on tight
To your loose grip

You're fading fast


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