Black Dahlia Murder (The)

This Ain’t No Fucking Love Song

Black Dahlia Murder (The)

album:

What A Horrible Night To Have A Curse (2001)

What A Horrible Night To Have A Curse cover

This Ain’t No Fucking Love Song testo

My crimson covered hands – clutch heart strings newly broken
moths breed in my entrails – hate washes through my fucking veins
friendship turns to disease – afflicting the weak of mind and heart
you are the growing cancer – eating at my fondest memories
7 abandoned years – thwart all affection
a million whispered lies – push fingernails into my palms
the knife slipped in – pushed by the most familiar hands
I fell upon – the comfort of your words
a flash of light – taught me a lesson in betrayal
I fell upon – the solace in your smile
7 wasted years – boiling in vomit
I will erase you – I will erase you from this heart
from my memory – I cut away
you’re just a name to me – a friend is now a ghost
I will never give again
you have forsaken any faith I had in you
all the love I had for you
I am reborn – Baptized in flame
Clean of your deceitful looming
friends are beneath me – I can’t face this pain again
I’ll die alone – But at least I’ll know who loves me
I am a shadow of myself – pent up in walls of human shit
annihilating – anything that bears your name
I am a hollowed wooden shell – made strong by that which I abhor
committing only – to creating your demise
and so I pray for sleep – and to see anything but red
all purpose has been drained from me
a friendship ends in pain – morose claims my every word
all trust has been carved out of me
wasted years – boiling in vomit
I will erase you – I will erase you from this heart
from my memory – I cut away
you’re just a name to me – a friend is now a ghost