Lyrics

The emptiness inside, a void that knows my name Crying out for something more A tonic full of pain Cold and all alone You could be my friend If I'm headed for disaster, well, I'll see it to the end You're what I want, I know what you have to give up Begging for something better Pull at those fraying threads You are my cigarette, you stain my fingertips A bitter aftertaste, fingers are on my lips You're what I want, I A fever in the fire The violence she attained Sweating now, I'm coming down You took back all you gave Cut me to the bone I lost another friend If I'm headed for disaster, well I'll see it to the end You're what I want, I know what you have to give up Begging for something better Pull at those fraying threads You are my cigarette, you stain my fingertips The bitter aftertaste, fingers upon my lips You're what I want, I know what you have to give up Begging for something better Pull at those fraying threads You are my cigarette, you stain my fingertips The bitter aftertaste, fingers upon my lips You're what I want You're what I want, I
Writer(s): Dylan Mamid, Zachary Rapp-rovan, Samuel Hunter Siegel, Aiden Stevenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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