Текст: Zebrahead. Broadcast to the World. Enemy.

If I died, would you notice?
Would you even care?

Take everything that you want from me
Strip me till you get your fill spilled the pill to kill the pain
I cannot fight the you taking over me
Ride the tide wide and slide tight right inside my vein

Sign me up a 12'step recovery
Keep me high by and by scream a lullaby to stay
I need a shot of something to set me free
Pound a round drown your sound sleep the day away

And it really don't take that much to bleed
It really don't take that much

She is my bad habit, feels like my own disease
Sleeping with the enemy
She is my bad habit, consuming all of me
Sleeping with the enemy

So throw me on the wagon I'm gonna break
Adore me more on the floor and score the pain that you kick
I'm running out of my pills that I can take
Forsake my fake bellyache I think I'm gonna be sick

Anticipate the rush coming over me
Control my roll, stole my soul and I took two to the head
I got to have what you keep giving to me
Call your bluff tough enough and I'm better off dead

It really don't take that much to bleed
It really don't take that much

She is my bad habit, feels like my own disease
Sleeping with the enemy
She is my bad habit, consuming all of me
Sleeping with the enemy

Taking over infecting me
(Infecting me)
My veins are filled with her she's slowly killing
Taking over, infecting me
(Infecting me)
My veins are filled with her she's slowly killing me

It really don't lake that much to bleed
She keeps my ring upon her finger and a knife up her sleeve
When her lips are always loaded and she's gunning for me
It really don't take that much

She is my bad habit, feels like my own disease
Sleeping with the enemy
She is my bad habit, consuming all of me
Sleeping with the enemy
She is my bad habit consuming all of me
Sleeping with the enemy

It really don't take that much to bleed
It really don't take that much
It really don't take that much to bleed
It really don't take that much