This is the film, close to the third act and the misery

It's not rain, you rapist werewolves

It's God pissing down on you

We'll die alone

Cause I'll break off my own arms

Sharpen my bones

Stab you once for each time I thought of you

Trying to take something

You'll never be good enough to even look upon



It's better to push something away that's slipping

Than to risk being dragged down



If you want to hit bottom

Don't bother to try taking me with you

I won't answer if you call

Two heartbeats ended in hell

Trying to break your fall



This isn't a mob, won't need to change the names

Everyone around you

Has murdered someone, something sacred

Isn't one nail without dirt under it

Isn't any white cotton panties that aren't soaked and stained red



It's better to push something away that's slipping

Than to risk being dragged down



If you want to hit bottom

Don't bother to try taking me with you

I won't answer if you call

Two heartbeats ended in hell

Trying to break your fall



Into the fire

Into the fire

Into the fire

Into the fire

Fire, ohh

Into the fire

Fire, ohh

Into the fire

Fire, ohh

Into the fire

Fire, ohh