A toast to those who taste the breath   a sweet reminder stained on a lover's neck   if it wasn't for this then I could hardly be   the sadistic masochist that I am today      React and fall    because this is war   a truth a trust   broken and torn apart      I'm planning all the words I speak   just to keep you here   deign yourself and proclaim your fate   a knuckle bled for you   when twilight hit the air   lost among the searching sinners   only for one last time   I want to hear you scream      I stole drops from the emerald sea   this life is what will be the death of me      a snap hand comeback   and I've got nothing to lose   a snap hand comeback   and I've got nothing to lose   a snap hand comeback   and I've got nothing to lose   a snap hand comeback   and I won't let you in.