I'll Drink Until I Rust.

You're the answer
To my question
A true artist of redemption
An organiser of truth and hope
You're the answer to my question.

Copy me a picture
Of you winning a dream
A battle cry is what I need
To break the shackles of damning nightmare.

The hardest part of losing love
Is when the darkness overrides
The lust
When that heartache comes
I'll drink until I rust.

The earthquake in my stomach
A massive noise in my head
On this street I tread
Dying to die again and again.

Look at me as you look
At the burning tree
A colossal fire
Tearing through the seed
Of nature.

The hardest part of losing love
Is when the darkness overrides
The lust
When the heartache comes
I'll drink until I rust.

I expected this to be more about the drinking.