Since the day I was born I’ve been searching for
One single thing to complete me.
I was lost in darkness, drowned in pain.
But when everything was broken, music captured me.
Giving all I had so I had nothing to return to.
Half way trough my search I found you.
Everything I loved has died.
Your words are just like cyanide.
You’ll try to bring it up, but I’m bringing you down.
You don’t belong in this town.
Used me for my talents, abused me trough it all.
Build me up just to see me fall.
Take your two-dollar music and shove it right up your ass
And get out of my way really fucking fast.
Everything I loved has died.
Your words are just like cyanide.
You’ll try to bring it up, but I’m bringing you down.
You don’t belong in this town.
Everything I loved has died.
Your words are just like cyanide.
You’ll try to bring it up, but I’m bringing you down.
You don’t belong in this town.
Cyanide!
Cyanide!
Cyanide!