Infected

i don't drink to forget

i drink so i can suffer twice as much

cuz in this world of pain

nothing breaks the memory of your touch

what was i thinking

i should have kept drinking

to flood you face from my mind

but now it's over and i'm sober enough

to know you fucked my mind

love can seem like slow death

if it's not returned

you will feel your body and soul

start to burn with desire

and unrelenting pain

the tears they cloud my eyes

i bite my tongue till i taste my blood

so you won't hear my cries

hiding in my private darkness

i put you out of my mind

my fear of death being overcome

by my hatred for this life