Milestones Reduced To Garbage letra

I never thought that I would want to die alone
But I have kind of been forced into that sentiment
I wish that I could remember what set me off so
I could justify this overreaction in every sense of the word

Desperate times call for desperate measures
And desperate measures call selfish acts of stupidity
Those are the types of things that will lead to the attachment
Of the one that would like to forget
I have done something that I have come to truly regret

The Taste Of Blood - Letras

• Business Finds Pleasure
• Devastation
• I Guess That’s Why They Make Safety Pins
• I’ve Stolen From Posters And Drawings
• Incapable Of Abstract Thought
• Milestones Reduced To Garbage
• Near Shack Experience
• People Together At Night
• Signature Tattered Rags