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Text: The Haunted. Liquid Burns.

So you say I betrayed you, well ain't that a bitch
Did you ever ask yourself why?
She whispered secrets to me that you made her swear
She would never once speak

By God, what a beautiful thing to behold?
A scene of submissive perversion, complete in devotion
A frozen moment of hell, pressurize it and savor the taste
It lingers the taste of failure

I drink drown

The whiskey burns away the pain
A liquid clarity
Trough absolute corruption
I reach a peace inside, I know what's mine

It's a redneck treasure it comes with the bleed
And we pass it on down
Still you can't understand what you could have had
'Til you lose it for good baptized exhumed, nothing compares

I drink drown

The whiskey burns away the pain
A liquid clarity
Trough absolute corruption
I reach a peace inside, I know what's mine