YOU CAN'T SEE THE FOREST
FOR THE TREES
AND YOU CAN'T SMELL
YOUR OWN SHIT
ON YOUR KNESS
HEY, JUST LIKE THE TRIGGER
OF A LOADED GUN
YOU WERE THE REASON FOR
THE DAMAGE DONE
TOO MANY LOVERS
LIKE A HUNTER'S PREY
I WANT BLACK
AND DON'T FADE AWAY
I WANT BLACK FOREVER
INSIDE OF ME
ALL I WANNA SEE
IS THE COLORS IN MY HEAD

EVERYONE KEEPS TALKING THEY PROMISE YOU EVERYTHING BUT THEY DON'T MEAN ANYTHING