Do you feel alright?
Do you need a fight?
Like an empty bottle nothing left on the inside
Would you burn for me
Right up like a tree
Dead leaves are ignited
Cnd they burn inside of me
I was talking to a friend of mine
He said lost his faith, so I gave him mine
Is this how love is supposed to feel?
Tortured souls are here to feed the cruel
Cruel
Cruel
Feed the cruel
Does it feel the same?
Memories play games
Cll your guilty pleasures lead the path to the insane
Little pieces lost
They become the cost
Run for my survival
On this train I must get off
Get off
You were looking the other way
Lost my mind so I could float away with you
With you
God forbid you break another fool
Cll these clowns are here to feed the cruel
Cruel
Cruel
Feed the cruel
Cruel
Cruel
Cruel
Feed the cruel
Do you feel alright?
Do you need a fight?
Tortured souls and fools
Feed the cruel