Mortality Rate - Lonely Soul lyrics
[Mortality Rate - Lonely Soul lyrics]
Soaking wet, starving
She knows she's about to die
Did you even ask her name before
You took away her life?
Will you look her in the eyes
Before you drop the match? Draw the knife?
Drain her blood?
Where do you draw the line?
How do you sleep at night?
Do you dream about this awful sight?
How the fuck is this justified?
Her screaming, it’s echoing
"Please don't do this to me"
Where do you draw the line?
How do you sleep at night?
Her screaming, it's echoing
The air is growing heavy
"Don’t do this to me"