four hundred and twelve days since you left me at the door. you still had a hold, you still had a way to make me cry. make me wonder what was my worth. never again you fucking whore.

shot down and beat up and thinking it the end. sought out and fighting and destroying everything. wishing and wanting and standing up for you. in the end it mattered not, cause what a whore you become.

and drinking and smoking and casting it away. crying and screaming and trying to make amends. burning and breaking and hurting everyone, i wake in the night and scream your name, for once in passion, now in hate.

as i grow stronger, so you grow weak. the curse is upon you, and with each breath i take another nail in your coffin i strike. fucking and punching and ending it all.

i stand before the gates, with a blade to my wrist, yet it will not cut. for we all have a curse, and mine is to live with you, and what you have done. and you must face the pain and the misery of being alive, knowing your peace shall never be found.

so as i lay my head and begin to sleep, the tears of pain slide down my face, for you are forever with me, and not the whore i claim you to be. if only i could hate, and only i could forget. the world would be better for us both.


Lyrics submitted by fastfingerz

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