Paroles de Momentary Compulsive

Your voice still echoes in my head Like a song I can't forget And your face is a painted portrait But your already dead Momentary and compulsive The reason for my eruptions Not to far to remember You shouldn't of fuck with me is what I said My face eclipsing the eyes from the light The images becoming clearer Head faced down with a gun to the temple Deprivation makes me stronger Creativity through my eyes is no less then macabre Momentary and compulsive The reason for my eruptions Not to far to remember How can I free me from myself This addiction is forever And your life is unimportant Free yourself from life's despair