Cyanide

Cyanide near the fire side She cut me open inside of my mind Red lips, I know she's sort of mine But I know I'm sort of blind She whispered to me that she can't decide How to tell the lie she tried to hide Blood stains until she's satisfied But I know I'm fucked inside Cyanide near the fire side She cut me open inside of my mind Red lips, I know she's sort of mine But I know I'm sort of blind I see the ashes driftin through time While I'm sifting thru the chances I'll make it alive I feel a shiver drippin down my spine I know the Devil isn't far behind She whispered to me that she can't decide How to tell the lie she tried to hide Blood stains until she's satisfied But I know I'm fucked inside