Crossed my heart, I don't wanna die.
But Heaven knows, it feels like I try.
Lost in a labyrinth, for weeks on end.
I lived and I learn from my mistakes,
then I forgot them again.
Got a feeling in my stomach and it just won't quit,
it's as subtle as a shotgun, heavy as a brick.
'Cos I'm staring at the devil and the truth of it is :
he's lot more familiar than I dare to admit.
If only I could focus, maybe if I could see.
If I didn't know any better, I would say he looks just like me.
The roof is crashing down, the walls are caving in.
We discover, all our stories are just works of fiction.
The roof is crashing down, the truth is spilling out.
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BMTH - Home sweet hole
-There's a hell believe me, I've seen it, there's a heaven let's keep it a secret-

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