DESCRIPTION:
Track number three from their debut EP entitled "Widow".

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Third day, got four left,
Liver torn to shreds so I forget,
Barrel full of lead to the forehead,
Shiver on the trigger 'til I forfeit.

Numb and frozen in a chokehold,
Tongue stuck on a cold pole,
Warm blood runs from my head, flows,
Down my neck to my dead toes.

Throat coat with the codeine,
Sold clothes for some more lean,
No hope but a rope swing,
Throwing up through these broke teeth,
Spitting slowed speech.

Third day, got four left,
Liver torn to shreds so I forget,
Barrel full of lead to the forehead,
Shiver on the trigger 'til I forfeit.

Watching through a cocked gat,
Altered off the coughing coffin,
Bottle in a brown bag.

Caustic, cautious arms,
Scarred up from inflicting harm,
Clawing at the surface,
Through the dermis with a purposed shard.

Vomit up toxic,
Glottis clogged chronically,
Nauseous cause the noxious blood,
Pumping in my arteries.

Forgot to breathe.

See, death's on my mind, even unconsciously,
Caught between a rock and hard spot in my psychology.

Loser for life,
Stupid, deluded, and useless, despised.
Screwed up and puked up the Dew and the Sprite,
Used it in hopes I would choke on the ice.

Grain grip the hearse,
Witless words,
Dizzy mind got my diction slurred,
Spinning sight so my vision's blurred,
Frigid life on a frigid Earth.

Third day, got four left,
Liver torn to shreds so I forget,
Barrel full of lead to the forehead,
Shiver on the trigger 'til I forfeit.

© Darke Complex // Spinefarm Records