I rather breathe in the smoke of my pain
Than listen to the lies screaming I’m insane.
So kiss me where it hurts.
I want to feel it burn.
The fire soothes my flesh
From scratching to death.
I rather breathe in the smoke of my pain
Than listen to the lies screaming I’m insane.
So kiss me where it hurts.
I want to feel it burn.
The fire soothes my flesh
From scratching to death.