Alba s touto skladbou:
Counting The Hours,
Blood On The Dance Floor - HIStory In The Mix,
Eleven Roses,
I wear these sins as lines across my face
Retracing the years that I cannot replace
Constant reminders are all that I see
My own reflection keeps laughing at me
I haven't felt the way I wanted in far to damn long
I still give into my vices knowing that it's wrong
Not even morphine can kill the pain
Increase the dosage but I feel the same
Like I'm dead inside yet still alive
And blood within in my veins
Nothing I won't try just stay alive
I'll do anything it takes
Just kill the pain
Just kill the pain
It's indecision countered by my fits
Your words of wisdom still flow apon the fits
Just cause your hearing me now it doesn't
Mean you know so dont turn to me my friend
Cause even this is another damn song
You can never understand
Not even morphine can kill the pain
Increase the dosage but I feel the same
Like I'm dead inside yet still alive
The blood within in my veins
Nothing I won't try to stay alive
I'll do anything it takes
Just kill the pain
Yeah just kill the pain
I wear these sins as lines across my face
Retracing the years that I cannot replace
Not even morphine can kill the pain!
Increase the dosage but I feel the same
Like I'm dead inside yet still alive
Blood within in my veins
Nothing I won't try to stay alive
I'll do anythin it takes
Just kill the pain
Yeah just kill the pain
