This empty feeling I feed
you’re nothing more than a leech
I’ll play the part of a monster if that’s what you need
a bird on broken wings, strangled till I couldn’t sing
I’ll be the fucking devil if that’s who you need me to be
I can't sweat this fever out
i'm desperate for attention
begging to be someone else
I swear i'm the new cancer
Still feeling sorry for myself
I can never sweat it out
still feeling sorry for myself
This empty feeling I feed
you’re nothing more than a leech
I’ll play the part of a monster if that’s what you need
a bird on broken wings, strangled till I couldn’t sing
I’ll be the fucking devil if that’s who you need me to be
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I am more a melodeath guy than deathcore, but I enjoy all the symphonic elements or rythym changes. This album is a BLAST omg my neck hurt, so much headbang🤘🤘 olive855