Ab"sin"the

dRoP DeAd

Your soul looks hungry
It needs something to feed on
You've got nothing to offer
And it's not hidden

Your brain is on vacation
The only thing alive
Is your bisected heart
And all it does is bleed

There's a bandage across your mind
I guess it's wounded
Because your thinking is damaged
And you don't speak right

Your speech is slurred
And words just roll off
You can't get a hold of yourself
And it shows

That skin of yours
Is pale
And white as snow
There's no remedy!

You think you feel pain
But you are unsure
There's a sword across
Your heavy chest

Your burden has increased
And you can't sleep at night
You have a lot of questions
And very few answers

By mere looking at your eyes
I know what's wrong with you
You have a bleeding heart
And it might never heal

Until the day you drop dead

Okay okay I admit, I'm a little bit evil. Much love though, lol.