Texty: Kill The Arcade. The Only Comfort I Can Think Of.

All my friends please gather around,
Because tonight I feel so proud to be a part of something I helped create,
My family, my wife to be and my brother who's been so close to me,
As a matter of fact, this is my perfect day...

Something's got to give,
From below us.

They told us don't get comfortable,
I think they know something I dont,
My blood loves my love,
And I'm blind to it all.

Between the devil and the deep blue sea,
My world falls around me.

Behind the smiles that you show me,
My necks being choked with, the hands you touched her with,
And I pray that one day, that you feel the same,
And feel betrayed like I did...

This empty room was left wrecked and ruined,
From the day that I layed rest to you,
As a matter of fact this is my perfect day

Between the devil and the deep blue sea,
My world falls around me,
Through lies and lies and lies

I'll burn this house down with all of us in,
Get your hands off me,
Im still thinking,
What my next move is.

I'll spend my days and nights,
With drink despite,
My recent alcohol addiction.
Now I'm free...