Sifting through the remnants
Dragging through the memories
Only makes it harder
A dependence forged, enveloping
All that holds a purpose in your mind
It's k**ing you slowly, you're wasting time
(a sickness depicted)
What did he do to earn a place inside this hell your home
Forced into a grave he dug on his own
He's better off with out you x2
Its the ones you hold the closest that seem to hurt you most
You walk a road lined with shards of gla**
Digging in your soles, staining the beaten path
Where clouds of smoke are swallowing your tracks
You dragged him in knowing there's no way back
And if this matters as much as you say this does
Sometimes that means losing those you used as a crutch
Do this for yourself, loosen the hand you clutch
You watched it growing weak and bruise to your touch
He put his life in your hands x3
A sickness depicted
In a manner so vivid
Stubborn, persistent
An addiction so vivid
And if this matters as much as you say this does
Sometimes that means losing those you used as a crutch
Do this for yourself, loosen the hand you clutch
You watched it growing weak and bruise to your touch