The Final Rain Begins Where Dead Ends Meet

Wonder if this is ill
A sickness in both of us
You look different today
It's not just me
You look a new kind of gray

Why can't you ever love me
You never have made me bleed
You can fix a broken slave
Just don't expect them to stay

I pull up to the sign with some blood on my hands
You got me dead against this mess cause I'm spitting red you see and
I got no time for another show
But they're sold to keep me float
Cause I'm stoked to rope my throat cold

Your love in me grows old
Infecting this vacant host
You look different to most
You picked apart your frail bones

Why can't you ever love me
You never have made me bleed
You can fix a broken slave
Just don't expect them to stay

Why can't you ever love me
You never have made me bleed
You can fix a broken slave
Just don't expect them to stay
I wonder if we are both ill
We're killing what hurts to feel
Why can't you just complete me
Standing where dead ends meet
I forever blame myself
But I will never hate this hell



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew South
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