When will this sickness end? Bullets and butterflies burst through my chest The voice in my head says I'm better off dead The void I befriend says I'm close to the edge Sober me up Free me from this disease Curse my name with every last breath Strike me in hopes I'll bleed When will this plague fade out? How many lives does it have to take? How many hearts does it have to break Before we're cured of all the sins we've made? Let's burn down this church of fate Pews lined up, seats filled with hate Fuck your abandoned altar Your offerings are all fake If this is living, then living's not for me If this is living then fuck it, set me free Afterlife Paradise