Nothing Left

The Runaway Wild

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    Welcome to my carnival of death
    Pick a ride, how ‘bout a pig’s greased slide?
    Darts of cyanide, dunked into a pool of lye
    You’re gonna die, either way in time, yeah!

    And you might ask I how got this way
    Though some will say that I am just insane
    Well, I don’t look at it that way
    All I know is that I'm entertained, and

    Why do I crave what I crave?
    How did I get so depraved?
    What made me turn out this way
    I’ll take the truth to my grave!

    Nothing left
    But anger and death
    I’ve put everything else to rest
    Nothing to feel
    Except the cold blade of steel
    Ooh, it gives me such a thrill!

    Nothing left
    But anguish and death
    I’ve got nothing else to confess
    Nothing to feel
    Except the cold blade of steel
    Ooh, it gives me such a thrill!

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    Nothing left

    How did my heart turn from blood to black?
    Well, I'm sure somebody will ask that
    Well maybe spirits came, and they remained
    And cursed me with all this rage, and

    How did her skin turn from bronze to blue?
    Well only I will ever know the truth
    She had a look in her eyes, like she wanted to die
    It happens all the time, surprise!

    Why do I crave what I crave?
    How did I get so depraved?
    How do I manage to escape?
    Each time they find another grave!

    Nothing left
    But anger and death
    I’ve put everything else to rest
    Nothing to feel
    Except the cold blade of steel
    Ooh, it gives me such a thrill!

    Nothing left
    But anguish and death
    I’ve got nothing else to confess
    Nothing to feel
    Except the cold blade of steel
    Ooh, it gives me such a thrill!

    Nothing left

    Why did I crave what I craved?
    How did I get so depraved?
    What made me turn out this way?
    I’ll take the truth to my grave

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