They're used to mask, a weakling's hurt
Everyone I love is, dead, all dead
A dusty stack of photographs
The mirrors, always tell the truth
You love someone, there will be grief
It's just like painting, over dirt
Commit the past, into blue flame
Life's a game I cannot win
They're all dead, they're all dead, they're all dead
Everyone I love is, dead, everyone I love is, dead
Everyone I love is, dead
They're all dead, they're all dead, they're all dead
At times I'm truly terrified
Of times I cried but mostly laughed
Oh, goddammit, oh, goddammit
A kiss of death, lips of a thief, oh, goddammit
Acrid smoke, cowardly shame now, oh, goddammit
Both good and bad, must surely end
'Cause dope and booze, don't help to hide
[Incomprehensible]
Everyone I love is, dead, everyone I love is, dead
All dead, all dead
I love myself, for hating you
