ANGELS WITH DIRTY FACES

I need this to get me through can't resist and don't want to believe it I know it's true I can't beat and don't want to try perfect hell it's more to me that you ever will know down here where the rest of us fell waste away with nothing left to show while I'm in this perfect hell obsession has begun possessed by destruction how did I get so low believe me no one knows sometimes I can't hold on and no one can help me now it's got a hold of me I don't think I can make it through this now it's got a hold of me the less I do the more it makes no sense I'm walking pollution who's drained by delusions on the verge of destruction I cave in to abduction thin blood I'm bleeding my pulse won't stop racing just my heart explodes no chance that I could win too hard to not give in I just don't feel the same cause I'm the one to blame sometimes I can't hold on and no one can help me now it's got a hold of me I don't think I can make it through this now it's got a hold of me the less I do the more it makes no sense I need this to be myself it feels like I need some help it's too late to save myself or it's just in my head now it's got a hold of me I don't think I can make it through this now it's got a hold of me the less I do the more it makes no sense now it's got a hold of me I don't think I can make it through this now it's got a hold of me the less I do the more it makes no sense