A handful of bloodrhymes and a dozen dead tongues, now this is how far we can get
a mouthful of napalm and a dozen dead songs, now this is how far things can get
call it a day and hope for decay

pure deathaddiction all thru my head

a headful of hearselights and a dozen dead lies, now this is how far we can get
a heartful of nothing and a dozen dead cries, now this is how far things can get
call it a day and hope for decay

pure deathaddiction all thru my head

deathaddiction thru my veins my heart my head my damn remains





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