[intro]
When I was a child I sometimes would wake up terrified cuz I had just been fighting a battle in my sleep. But I woke up.
How do you wake up when your heart is fucking destroyed and you are trapped in hell.
[verse]
Regret is is ghost that sleeps in my bed
The thought of once was swirls around in my head
But this is my secret
If I told her she wouldn't keep it
I will never understand how something so magical
Can turn in an instant and be tyranical.
Why do we get pulled in
seeing no flaws
even if they aren't quite our type.
Just like a crack head loading our pipe.
We just can't wait to get that rush
we love the feeling
our hearts and brain turn to mush.
[chorus]
Love can make us, but mostly takes us, to dark places where we just want someone the wipe the tears from our faces. Stuck in hell searching for something to embrace us
[verse 2]
The high we get,
the butterflies from someoneyou just met.
The energy, the laughter it's really just a cruel joke moving you toward disaster.
It's never real, that amazing thing you feel.
It's all about conditions and towing the line.
Slightest mistake and you end up with nothing but time.
The warmth you feel when they are near turns to bitter cold and then fear.
It's not kind but it truly is blind and it poisons our minds.
[chorus]
Love can make us, but mostly it takes us, to dark places where we just want someone to wipe the tears from our faces. Stuck in hell searching for something to embrace us.
[verse 3]
It is a pill, it gives us a thrill
But it is cold and it can kill.
It leaves us empty divided and without trust
Not able to adjust, and full of disgust
It doesn't care when you cry
It makes no difference how hard you try.
Once it rejects, it also neglects
It leaves you with the ghost of regrets.
[chorus]
Love can make us, but mostly it takes us, to dark places where we just want someone to wipe the tears from our faces. Stuck in hell searching for something to embrace us.
[verse]
Regret is a ghost that sleeps in my bed, there is no sounds or visions bouncing around in my head.
Just feelings of sadness and mistrust
Making you question was it love or lust
and you can't help but think
soon I will fade to dust.
[outro]
I wonder who invented love, how did it come to be.
And who was the first idiot that fell for it.
Do the gods find it just as funny now to watch someone so happy and so in love
just crash and burn.
And the cruelest part of it all. Is when you realize you didn't even know that person at all... I wonder if that is the knee slapper for then.
Sick Fucks
It takes us
To hell
Makes us
Hurt and suffer
And
Need to wipe
The tears from our faces
Tears from our
Faces
EzD
