Drown for EscapismMature

I miss the sting of vodka helping me forget
I am an empty shell of a man now dead
If I am numb, I am somehow alive
much more than sobriety ever gave me

Femininity is the only real beauty
safe from a slowly corrupting world
I follow the stream of clear clarity
I want to be a slave to boredom

You don’t kiss with sincerity
I’d prefer the cold rejection
Least then I can drown my sorrows
Least then I can drown myself
You don’t want me around
I’d prefer the dark solitude
Least then I can drown my memories
Least then I can drown myself

Pride is for the weakened who prefer strength
I hate all that thrive through simple lies
I love the sound of my skin ripping
you love the taste of my blood

Together we distant from civilisation
no fucking words could truly describe
Sensations that rob us of misery
will also steal the caress of harm

You don’t kiss with sincerity
I’d prefer the cold rejection
Least then I can drown my sorrows
Least then I can drown myself
You don’t want me around
I’d prefer the dark solitude
Least then I can drown my memories
Least then I can drown myself

Kill us where we stand if you don’t agree
Kill us where we stand if you don’t agree
Nothing more joyous than a cheap escape
No, nothing more joyous than a cheap escape

The End

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