Crawling down the gray abyss she proudly calls our sky
Pressing skin to skin her vicious lips taste of treachery and lies
Now I can't see, no I can't breathe, the suffering is real
No I can't be, I've been deceived by the offering she steals
Oh, Here we go again like a cold machine
Yeah, There she comes again
Now, She's out for blood
She lives to steer, her prey so near with the trappings of a smile
Her whisperings turn blistering when true words become so vile
Now I can feel the burn and fear from the hunger in her eyes
When I give in to her darkest grins
I'm just a victim of her sighs
Oh, Here we go again like a cold machine
Yeah, There she comes again Now, She's out for blood
Anytime she feeds
Every time I bleed
I don't think that I can be freed
What's going on?
Anytime she feed
Every time I bleed
I don't think that can be freed
Dysfunctional
Oh, Here we go again like a cold machine
Yeah, There she comes again... Now, She's out for blood