Kerosene کے بول

I’m finding clarity in kerosene Incinerating all these memories I haven't spoke to you since seventeen Just thought I’d let you know you’re dead to me I hope you choke in your sleep While you’re dreaming of me Suffocate in your sheets I'll be the last thing you see So where do I go from here You dug your own grave I can’t believe I tried to stay Now there’s nothing else to say You found yourself in drugs and nicotine A hollow body, like a figurine I always felt like an accessory There's love and hate but this was in between