Текст песни Patient 113 — Saltwater

I remember
the feelings
and the day they died
degenerate
I think your best bet
is to be celibate

and when their flesh lays down to die
there will still be you and I
your doubts, saltwater for my soul
your hatred helps me grow

I am leaving
this feeling
I am getting out
an emotional virus
is eating me inside
is eating me alive

and when their flesh lays down to die
there will still be you and I
your doubts, saltwater for my soul
your hatred helps me grow

if only I could stay