Compositor: Rike Barbosa
As I let go
My body goes down the river
Cut by the cold
I search my mind to see her
And I can't open my eyes
To see my own reflection
I head home
To lick our own infection
Killed by disconnection
Killed by disconnection
I lie still
Acid keeps on dripping
Love to kill
Hate to keep on living
If I can't trust my mind
Everything's a deception
Beauty in a crib
Dead from its inception
Killed by disconnection
Killed by disconnection
I can't let go
I've weaved the rope I hang from
Dosed by hurt
Killed by conversation
Hate to walk this line
Hate how it affects you
Web for flies
Traps of pure attraction
Killed by disconnection
Killed by disconnection