Lyrics

I've got a thing for self destruction Since I found out my dysfunctions Werw what made us part You and me I've got thing for major crises Total fuck ups are What my life is all about Since I made you leave It's in my blood, being mean... Yea, please, yes please Sure I'll have it More please, more please It's a habit that I've worked out To sort things out Burning, burning I deserve it I deserve to face the fire Pure shite and clean The opposite of me It's in my blood, being mean... Wondering around further down Asking why I wasn't happy While we still had it It's a tragic habit that I have That I happen to have It's in my blood, being mean..