[Hook: florent!a]
One pill crushed up on my countertop
Two pills no will and the love is gone
Three weeks don't see a fucking change
Better make a call to put my dosage up
[End Vocals: Shingetsu Chan]
My skin is crawling with a pensive misery
An infestation of what was done to me
Drying up this breathing corpse
Feels like gravedigging is the last resort