Strung Out Bring Out Your Dead

One brief recollection of all the People in my life that have come and gone
One brief fleeting moment of people I've loved and people that I have wronged
Long lost are loved ones gone but this bird cannot seem to mend it's broken wings
So the lust for life dissipated and a new greed rises for the needful things

Don't wanna think about it, I indulge myself, distraction eases pain, bury my emotions to protect myself till I can't feel a fucking thing. I've dared to dream I've tried to live but I've played it safe instead
I'm just another slave to my vices now

Bring out your dead

Voices wither and crack then die, ringin' in my ear would sing me soft asleep
Deathly silence now is all I hear, has inspiration finally eluded me?

Don't wanna think about it, I indulge myself, distraction eases pain, bury my emotions to protect myself till I can't feel a fucking thing. I've dared to dream I've tried to live but I've played it safe instead
I'm just another slave to my vices now


My addiction, my illness, my only trusted friend
My addiction my illness my only childhood fiend.
Your twisted warm embrace engulfing all I tried to be
My body's breaking under arms that will not set me free
My addiction, my illness, my only childhood friend
My addiction my illness my only fucked up fiend.
Your twisted warm embrace engulfing all I tried to be
My body's breaking under arms that will not set me free

Locked in this cage that I've built myself, constructed out of twisted cold
Reminders of a Life once lost but I've found my way again.
Here among the wreckage and the vampires I'll play it safe again, just another slave to my vices now.

My addiction, my illness, my only childhood friend
My addiction, my illness...