The Bronx

want to take a chance want to wait but it burns cut me what you want but give me just a little more i already know how it's going to feel to let you go cough me aside put me out like a cigarette but i won't forget i'm not dead i'm not fine feed me lies all of this time spent sitting in my room trying to match with the faceless blood cut me what you want but you give me just a little bit more i'm running out of words so listen up cause here i go i'm not dead i'm not alive feed me truth kill my friends unless they do what i say i need silence i need addiction i need a reason for my sins before i die i'm not dead tell me lies feed me truth come on baby please be true so i put cigarettes in my eyes