Last night in my dreams Sorrow spoke to me How much longer must I stay? But I can't sleep without your company Last night in my sleep Sorrow whispered to me Will you write me a song? But you've heard all of my words before
Choking on my words My final communion The bitter taste of red Has replaced the wine Choking on my words
I've been here before, I'm living off of cigarettes Wake up every morning drenched in my regrets Only thing you left is blank space in my bed My fate in my hands now I know that it's my own fault Now I fear my own creation
Choking on my words My final communion The bitter taste of red Has replaced the wine Choking on my words One more crack to break I've been here before, I'm living off of cigarettes Wake up every morning drenched in my regrets One more touch to end it Only thing you left is blank space in my bed My fate in my hands now A voice of an old friend I've been here before, I'm living off of cigarettes Wake up every morning drenched in my regrets Or a monster I'm creating Ohe only thing you left is blank space in my bed My fate in my hands now
Choking on my words (Oh) Choking on my words (Oh) Choking on my words
