Kill Me Quickly - Thrice

can we,

can we kill each other quickly?

quick enough so i won’t feel it?

a shot of strobe light anesthesia

and I’ll be fine

as I begin to feel cold

my hands are shaking from fear,

white from clutching my pride,

red from cutting you,

and blue from telling lies.

'cause I’m sick of the stabbing,

I’m sick of the breaking,

I’m sick of the bleeding until we fall down,

sick of this circle of death that we dance through

again and again, just lay me in the ground.

let’s fall asleep together,

hold me darling 'cause I’m scared,

and I can’t do this alone.

(guitar wailing and drums pounding)

but i need!

your heartbeat

to haunt me,

your cold lips to breathe,

a promise that, tomorrow

we’ll wake up somewhere new.