hardwired...
carved into my brain
but you're a phantom limb now.
can't rid myself of your sickness.
smell you in the colours of dusk.
glimpse you in the heart of music.
you're still so disgustingly real.
carved into my brain
but you're a phantom limb now.
can't rid myself of your sickness.
smell you in the colours of dusk.
glimpse you in the heart of music.
you're still so disgustingly real.