Solace In Isolation

Run of Fives.wav

(Chorus)
Grip of the demon, I feed on the flame,
I breathe in the sickness, I rot in the shame.
It’s killing me slowly, but I take it again,
Nicotine owns me, it's burned in my veins.

(Verse 1)
Burning lungs, suffocate, still I crave the taste,
Wrapped in the poison, a slow death I embrace.
Chained to the fire, a master I can't see,
Every breath is borrowed; it owns all of me.

Clouds rise, they choke me alive,
A slave to the smoke, I can’t survive.
Ashes fall, my body decays,
Nicotine whispers, I obey.

(Chorus)
Grip of the demon, I feed on the flame,
I breathe in the sickness, I rot in the shame.
It’s killing me slowly, but I take it again,
Nicotine owns me, it's burned in my veins.

(Verse 2)
Pack after pack, it's a never-ending war,
Every inhale opens death’s door.
Taste the filth, inhale the sin,
This battle’s over before it can begin.

Shattered will, I fight for control,
But the smoke commands my body and soul.
Blackened fingers, tar-stained lies,
I’m the living proof that addiction never dies.

(Chorus)
Grip of the demon, I feed on the flame,
I breathe in the sickness, I rot in the shame.
It’s killing me slowly, but I take it again,
Nicotine owns me, it's burned in my veins.

(Bridge)
Strike the match, light my demise,
Every puff a piece of me dies.
Flesh and bone, it eats me alive,
No escape, I’ll never survive.

(Outro)
Smoke fills my lungs, I drown in despair,
A life on a leash, I’m trapped in the snare.
Nicotine, my master, my chain, my creed,
I’ll die in the flames of this endless need.

(Breakdown)
It's make me sick
Sick sick sick

It's make me sick
Sick sick
Sick

Solace In Isolation

Insect Parody

Related tracks