End Of Nothing

Killing you,

Might be the only chance I have,

Of recovery

But I know its oh severe

So you know it would be

The punishment

It fits the crime

So lets take this knife

and run it down your chest,

does this feel like love?

Here we are waiting

the light feels good against

the bruises on your cheek

another medal that

you have to hold this week

Killing Me

Might be the only chance you have

of recovery

but i know its oh severe

Coz you knew it would be

The punishment, fits your crime

So lets take this knife

and run it down your chest,

does this feel like love?

Here we are waiting

the light feels good against

the bruises on your cheek

another medal that

you have to hold this week