Paroles de Claustrophobia

I'm not dead, yet my skin feels like a body bag This sense of dread, feelings that I wish I never had I'm a saint, I'm a fiend for a liar Chemically induced heretic, a pariah This is claustrophobia The fiction on your tongue Salt to an open wound Angels gaze felt like hell upon my frozen face Why did I let you in? Did I enjoy the taste? Synthetic ecstasy overwhelms entropy I beg you Break me down Let me gouge at the gauze Break me down So I can feel you some more Break me down Obliterate the void Oh, break me down So I can feel you some more I'm not dead, yet this skin feels like a body bag This sense of dread, feelings that I wish I never had I'm not dead, yet this skin feels like a body bag This sense of dread, feelings that I wish I never had I'm a saint, I'm a fiend for a liar Chemically induced heretic, a pariah Opened me up Just to watch me bleed Take a bite of me Sharpen your teeth Your love is like suicide It'll only fuck me up, yeah Cut out my eyes Sew the wounds shut I've seen enough I put up with the pain Angel gaze Hook it to my fucking veins My obsession with your porcelain complexion I'm not dead, yet my skin feels like a body bag This sense of dread, feelings that I wish I never had I'm a saint, I'm a fiend for a liar Chemically induced heretic, a pariah Your love is like cyanide Slow suicide Just take a bite Make me bleed from the inside Your love is like cyanide Sharpen your teeth Open me up Sharpen your teeth Open me up Sharpen your teeth Open me up