You are the cigarette I press to my lips,
The bullet in barrel
I'm the targeted hit.
Sweet dangerous release,
You ghost it still haunts the bedsheets
I'm just a candidate in the race for your approval,
I crave the nothing, it's my usual.
Crack me open,
You're the blade that cuts through my skin
Pull me apart, take what I have within
You're every part of myself that I happen to miss