The vines grow deep, entwining me.
It's made its place, now haunting me.
I tried to turn, we've crossed the line.
And now it's just a steady decline...
It leaves stains, as it drains the life.
It seeps pain, as it cuts like a knife.
I tried to dodge, we've gone too fast.
Never thought I'd come to last...
For the sweetness, it doesnt stay.
On my wretched soul, does it prey.
I tried to leap, we've lost the game.
It dawned on me, I was to blame...