Fall Of The House Of Death

We've only reached the third day of a seven day binge

I can already see your name disintegrated from my lips

We've only reached the third day of a seven day binge

I can already see your name disintegrated from my lips

I can't decide if you're wearing me out or wearing me well

I just still feel like I'm condemned to wear someone else's hell

We've only reached the third day of a seven day binge

I can always see your name and disintegrated from my lips

I got bullets in the booth

Rather be your victim than be with you

I got bullets in the booth

Rather be your victim than be with you

We've only reached the third day of a seven day binge

I can already see your name disintegrated from my lips

Rather be your victim than be with you