I should have turned and walked away
But I got tangled in your chains
A trail of dead for all to see
You shut the cage and stole the keyYour state of mind revealed
That my love for you was real
They say in time wounds heal
But I got nothing left to stealMy mouth is shut, my lips are sealed
You are the crutch of this disease
And I've been locked in your machine
Sit here and rot, or break this dealI spill my blood on the checkered floor
You got me crawling back for more
You set the trap, I'll take the bait
A bed of nails I can't escapeYour state of mind revealed
That my love for you was real
They say in time wounds heal
But I got nothing left to stealMy mouth is shut, my lips are sealed
You are the crutch of this disease
And I've been locked in your machine
Sit here and rot, or break this dealNow it's so dark that I can't see
The mental scars you left on me
So dig your nails and grind your teeth
I'm in your clutch for eternityYeah, I know it's hard for you to see
The mental scars you left on me
So dig your nails and grind your teeth
I'm in your clutch for eternityMy mouth is shut, my lips are sealed
You are the crutch of this disease
And I've been locked in your machine
Sit here and rot, or break this dealOh, my mouth is shut, my lips are sealed
You are the crutch of this disease
And I've been locked in your machine
Sit here and rot, or break this deal
Songwriters
AARON SOLOWONIUK, BEN KOWALEWICZ, IAN D'SA, JON GALLANTPublished by
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