Texty: Rocco DeLuca & Burden. I Trust You To Kill Me. Soul.

I can't believe you're saying
That you've given to me all that you can
I can't believe you're thinking
At the top of your lungs this feels so bad

All that I see
What's left here for me

I want your soul
Give it to me now
I want your soul
Give it to me now

I know that we are breaking apart
The hands that once were closed
I know when we are faking
From the top of my lungs down to my bones

That's all there is
That's left to give

I want your soul
Give it to me now
I want your soul
Give it to me

I want your soul
Give it to me now
I want your soul
Give it to me
Give it to me

I want
Give it to me
I want your soul
Give it to me now, now

I want your soul
Give it to me
Give it to me now