Martyr Me (Menthol Mori)

Описание: I wrote instructions for myself in the throes of active addiction. I was forgiven. I was loved. Now here we are ... chicken shit.
What a bummer.

Lyrics:

Come to know you on the arm of other men
You were beautiful you were my friend
I caught a taste from not so far away
Thinking never dreaming of the day…..
Now I'm Kissing lips that I've only seen
In pictures now its the real thing
Its So new its so god damn new
To be a we and not just me and you

As she smokes her lungs and drinks from a coffee cup
She says she wants the enough that I've become
So i'll settle down how i hate me
Ill stand up straight ill plant my feet
And be what you see… and be what you see

I drink too much and theres no cover up
Sober livings always been my crux
But you make me think its not just a stupid dream
Id really drop this stuff and not just make believe
I don't pray but i started up the other day
Just to play the odds and hope you stay
Cause if you go I'm wondering the streets
Back to bottle bottoms chasing 750 streams

Now she's gone for good theres no recovery
She used to love, but now she says hates me
Oh how i agree, with that lament
what time can to for Wet cement
Can it do? This for me?

Martyr me,
The part of me,
You're slaughtering,
Was an offering.