Tekstovi: Crackout. Pale.

You swore you wouldn't ever be like this
Your face is yellow and emotionless
You know you'll never get another chance
To break your energy and break yourself

You burn my lips and take me everywhere
I couldn't help the way I didn't care
I curse you hope and so much solitude
You're open

You need her
You breathe her air
Waiting just 'cause she'll be there
You'll choke her
Your wasted breath
You're bleeding and dying and turning pale

This is really crashing through the floor
It?s what we said we wanted and asked for
But we would burn the money
We won't die
We're cutting deeper

You need her, you breathe her air
You're bleeding and dying and turning pale
You need her; you're bleeding and dying
And turning pale