Seems three years – though maybe four
someone drops dead – whom i adore
you love someone – there will be grief
the kiss of death – lips of a thief – goddammit

A dusty stack of photographs
of times i cried – but mostly laughed
commit the past – into blue flame
acrid smoke – cowardly shame – goddammit

At times i'm truly terrified
cause dope and booze – don't help to hide
they're used to mask – a weakling's hurt
it's just like painting – over dirt

Everyone i love is – dead – everyone i love is – dead – all dead

life's a game i cannot win
both good and bad – must surely end
the mirrors – always tell the truth
i love myself for hating you

Everyone i love is – dead – everyone i love is – dead
everyone i love is – dead – everyone i love is – dead – goddammit

Goddammit

All dead – all dead
all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead
all dead – all dead
goddammit