Angels With Dirty Faces
I need this to get me throughcan't resist, don't want tobelieve it I know it's truecan't beat it, don't want to try
A perfect hell!
It's more to me than you ever will knowdown here where the rest of us fellwaste away nothing left to showwhile I'm in this perfect hell
obsession has begunpossessed by destructionhow did I get so lowbelieve me no one knowssometimes I can't hold onand no one can help me
now it's got a hold of meI don't think I can make it through thisnow it's got a hold of methe less I do the more it makes no sense
I'm walking pollution who's drained by delusionson the verge of destruction I cave in to abductionthin blood I'm bleeding my pulse won't stop racingjust as my heart explodes
no chance that I could wintoo hard to not give inI just don't feel the samecause I'm the one to blamesometimes I can't hold onand no one can help me
now it's got a hold of meI don't think I can make it through thisnow it's got a hold of methe less I do the more it makes no sense
I need this to be myselfit feels like I need some helpit's too late to save myselfor it's just in my head
now it's got a hold of meI don't think I can make it through thisnow it's got a hold of methe less I do the more it makes no sense
now it's got a hold of meI don't think I can make it through thisnow it's got a hold of methe less I do the more it makes no sense