الأغاني: Bronx (The). The Bronx. Cobra Lucha.

Say enough words to make me forget until i get dangerous and desperate i love it when i'm telling myself lies the good ones that i know i can cash
stare at my face until i neglect everything i couldn't forgive look at the way you make me live
choking like a fucking kid i rejected faith, i broke a good heart i regret love because you told me
i still don't care i wasn't meant to cover up scars
built on faults to who it concerns consider this i tried all your cures but i'm still sick i'm never going to regain senses burn another hole in my head
remember the disease you spread like addiction that comes in fits talk enough words to make me forget
all my dreams are dead disguise lack of progress quit sending me signals for chemicals everything i crave is going to kill me don't want to be sick depression just seems to stick