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P.U.R.P.L.E.

 

P.U.R.P.L.E.

(album: The Cold Sun - 2017)


"Look deep into my eyes"
He screams, he cries
Pleading for his life
What a waste of time

I've come crawling back
I've come crawling back again
I've fallen back
I've fallen back again

I'm finding solace in what I know is wrong
But I can't stop myself from giving into it
I cry out to the sky but no one is there
You will never understand that

I am waste, I am dirt
I am filth
Utter waste, utter dirt
Utter filth
Your body called my name
I breathe you in again
Your body called my name
I breathe you in again
I'll just sit here and curse the air I breathe
Fight the urges that keep on mocking me
There's no kicking this addiction
Cursed by a murderous infliction

Unsympathetic, no mercy
Just a thirst for more
Deeply embedded
Born in roots but rotten to the core

I am waste, I am dirt
I am filth
Utter waste, utter dirt
Utter filth

I'll just sit here and curse the air I breathe
Fight the urges that keep on mocking me
There's no kicking this addiction
Cursed by a murderous infliction

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