Bottom Feeder

I knew right from the start One day panic and everything falls apart And absolute dark Then came in for the kill Like some language Emotions are not refilled So hauntingly still If I had to tell the truth I would rather be a liar Feeding off of the abuse Because I need something more than you I crave spasms and spark Tight rope victim embracing my battle scars A laboring heart One less message to send My debt branches They break, they refuse to bend All static again If I had to tell the truth I would rather be a liar Feeding off of the abuse Because I need something more than you The severing of ties The parting of our lives The bitter blue And there's not room enough for you Humiliating cold The pieces that I sold The deepest black The love I lost and can't get back If I had to tell the truth I would rather be a liar Feeding off of the abuse Because I need something more than you If I had to tell the truth I would rather be a liar Feeding off of the abuse Because I need something more than you I need something more than you