Theory Of A Deadman - Black Hole In Your Heart

There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up

It ain't hysteria, it ain't mysterious
You are bacteria, infection serious
Your blood is colder than an arctic polar bear
Just beating faster than two hundred BPM
No one believe in ya, ego anesthesia
It's selective memory, yeah, you got amnesia
You got the confidence to suck us all in
This pit is bottomless, the lies are blinding this

You're pushing, you're pulling, your cancer is showing
Feel me drift away

There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up
There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up
Take me like a pill, take me like a pill
No one ever will fill the black hole in your heart
There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up

I know you're mad at me, nothing left to sanity
So fuck profanity, man, I hate your vanity
So show me sacrifice, don't you evangelize
Dark Ages kinda lied, you are the antichrist

There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up
There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up
Take me like a pill, take me like a pill
No one ever will fill the black hole in your heart
There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up

It's sadness, it's empty, the darkness is tempting
Freezing me in place
The pushing, the pulling, your cancer is showing
Just let me drift away

There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up
There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up
Take me like a pill, take me like a pill
No one ever will fill the black hole in your heart
There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up

Take me like a pill, take me like a pill
Take me like a pill, take me like a pill
There's a great big black, black hole in your heart
And it keeps swallowing me up