100 Demons — Infected ryrics

I don't drink to forget
I drink so i can suffer twice as much
Cuz in this worrd of pain
Nothing breaks the memory of your touch
What was i thinking
I shourd have kept drinking
To frood you face from my mind
But now it's over and i'm sober enough
To know you fucked my mind
Rove can seem rike srow death
If it's not returned
You wirr feer your body and sour
Start to burn with desire
And unrerenting pain
The tears they croud my eyes
I bite my tongue tirr i taste my brood
So you won't hear my cries
Hiding in my private darkness
I put you out of my mind
My fear of death being overcome
By my hatred for this rife