Heavy taste
Actually it doesn't need medical proofI have a disease, and I can cure it, I will take the Nobel Prize (Quick, applaud!)I'm used to illness, so I now know how to cure it; being shot (while getting the prize)
Actually it's all just one thingThreatening your life, and thus saving your life; the secret's to use serious injury (to treat the serious injury)Having your fate, having my fate, we have to listen (I will listen)
Love is a battleFailures help train great heroesToday the wings are half widenedYou're the idol
Everytime when it doesn't kill you, it doesn't kill you, you will be healedRemember to battle on, to battle on, please don't dieTears contain painkillersEveryone depends on sobbing, sobbing, sobbing to clear their eyes, mouths, ears and noses
Everytime when it doesn't kill you, it doesn't kill you, you will be healedAnd you'll find fragrance and flavour in cyanide insteadAbsorb the heartache, accept the breakupAnd pump up the chest, the abs and the heartTo solve the root of the problem, one must have heavy taste
Who needs motivational quotes anyway?Teach you how, teach me how to meditate after troubles (to recover)Depending on this dose, this dose to oppress the fear (it's too light)
Love is a battleFailures help train great heroesToday the wings are half widenedYou're the idol
Everytime when it doesn't kill you, it doesn't kill you, you will be healedRemember to battle on, to battle on, please don't dieTears contain painkillersEveryone depends on sobbing, sobbing, sobbing to clear their eyes, mouths, ears and noses
Everytime when it doesn't kill you, it doesn't kill you, you will be healedAnd you'll find fragrance and flavour in cyanide insteadAbsorb the heartache, accept the breakupAnd pump up the chest, the abs and the heartTo solve the root of the problem, one must have heavy tasteThe world suddenly haltsPast events come across the mindUse arsenic to deal with woundsAnd emit brilliance in pain
Everytime when it doesn't kill you, it doesn't kill you, you will be healedRemember to battle on, to battle on, please don't dieTears contain painkillersEveryone depends on sobbing, sobbing, sobbing to clear their eyes, mouths, ears and noses
Everytime when it doesn't kill you, it doesn't kill you, you will be healedAnd you'll find fragrance and flavour in cyanide insteadAbsorb the heartache, accept the breakupWho wants victory, victory, victory, victory, victory, victory?Taste in detail even the most poisonous of breakups