Nothing Left
Welcome to my carnival of death
Pick a ride, how 'bout a pig's greased slide
Darts of cyanide, dunked into a pool of lye
You're gonna die, either way in time, yeah
And you might ask I how got this way
Though some will say that I am just insane
Well, I don't look at it that way
All I know is that I'm entertained, and
Why do I crave what I crave
How did I get so depraved
What made me turn out this way
I'll take the truth to my grave
Nothing left
But anger and death
I've put everything else to rest
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
But anguish and death
I've got nothing else to confess
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
How did my heart turn from blood to black
Well, I'm sure somebody will ask that
Well maybe spirits came, and they remained
And cursed me with all this rage, and
How did her skin turn from bronze to blue
Well only I will ever know the truth
She had a look in her eyes, like she wanted to die
It happens all the time, surprise
Why do I crave what I crave
How did I get so depraved
How do I manage to escape
Each time they find another grave
Nothing left
But anger and death
I've put everything else to rest
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
But anguish and death
I've got nothing else to confess
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
Why did I crave what I craved
How did I get so depraved
What made me turn out this way
I'll take the truth to my grave
Nothing left
But anger and death
I've put everything else to rest
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
But anguish and death
I've got nothing else to confess
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
Pick a ride, how 'bout a pig's greased slide
Darts of cyanide, dunked into a pool of lye
You're gonna die, either way in time, yeah
And you might ask I how got this way
Though some will say that I am just insane
Well, I don't look at it that way
All I know is that I'm entertained, and
Why do I crave what I crave
How did I get so depraved
What made me turn out this way
I'll take the truth to my grave
Nothing left
But anger and death
I've put everything else to rest
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
But anguish and death
I've got nothing else to confess
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
How did my heart turn from blood to black
Well, I'm sure somebody will ask that
Well maybe spirits came, and they remained
And cursed me with all this rage, and
How did her skin turn from bronze to blue
Well only I will ever know the truth
She had a look in her eyes, like she wanted to die
It happens all the time, surprise
Why do I crave what I crave
How did I get so depraved
How do I manage to escape
Each time they find another grave
Nothing left
But anger and death
I've put everything else to rest
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
But anguish and death
I've got nothing else to confess
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
Why did I crave what I craved
How did I get so depraved
What made me turn out this way
I'll take the truth to my grave
Nothing left
But anger and death
I've put everything else to rest
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
But anguish and death
I've got nothing else to confess
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill
Nothing left
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Writer(s): Return Stasis
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