Rorschach Test - Slow Leak
I'm running out of air
Inside your cold black sea
And I'd crawl out of my skin
To get you out of me
You fill me cup with blood,
Pray for the day to pass,
Call for the final toast,
You raise an empty glass
Life is the joke you play on me
Life is the joke you play
Cut off my tongue to make me say,
""Thank you for making me""
Thank you for every morning
I wake to realize
My life is slowly leaking,
More and more each day, until I die
You fill me cup with blood,
Pray for the day to pass,
Call for the final toast,
You raise an empty glass
Life is the joke you play on me
Life is the joke you play
I'll stand on broken legs to say,
""Fuck you for making me""
Letras Rorschach Test