Текст песни Devil - Spite

I'll count today with the hole in my chest
I will count today
Tearing pictures of people feels like a light in my brain
Cut you up and spit you out just like you did to me
I will count today with the hole in my chest
You will count today feeling your pain
Hopeless, so hopeless
I hate this, don't even care if I die here
Just die here, let me die here
Nothing left but all the madness
Criminous, black clouds in the sky
No color in my eyes
The sadness, the sickness
The storms in our gut
So blind, so angry, such an attack
Empty room, white walls
All alone, all alone
Broken glass, red walls
You're not there, I'm not there
Where is it?
Your soul is mine to take
Your heart is mine to break
And in order to heal my ache
Your life I have to take
Go fuck that life and fuck yourself
I never want to be a part of a tale so unreal
It has to be the devil, it has to be the snake
A beast for instinct, a man who's not right
All the time I never give so much for nothing
All my life I never really had this much for you
All the time I never give so much for nothing
All my life I never really had this much for you
I'm done and feel, fuck me
Show me the devil and I'll play the part
I'll rip your whole fucking life apart
Show me the devil
Show me the devil
Show me the devil and I'll play the part
I'll rip your whole fucking life apart
Show me the devil
I'll rip your whole fucking life apart