• Poison is the ink that spills the truth behind my lies.
    The poison is in my veins,
    so you gotta make me bleed to learn the truth.
    Let the mounds of lies be washed away
    as my blood flows forth,
    the truth breaking free like water from a dam.
    Be careful not to bleed me dry of my lies,
    you'd never look at me the same
    if you knew how thick my blood flows.
    Don't let the truth poison you.
    Don't let me die in your eyes.