Solid StainsSolid stains I fight with gasI'm barefoot and ablazeHeart to floor, shattered glassI'm lost inside your mazeCandle doused with angers ashAfloat I could've beenBlack the liquoirsh would clashWith red and stained with sinThe death of you, was the birth of meThe fading time is mineA cancer that you made me beYour sickness all divineI cant, I won't, I'm not your bitchThe grass has all decayedSolitude is in each stitchAnd single whisper frayed