Released on December 9, 2014

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You're nothing more than an eye sore

A seedless rat who picks at his own scars

I'd sell my soul for an island

I've payed my price, my tickets at the door

I'll cut you open

You are my favorite drug

I hope you understand

You'll soon be broken in my hands

If I could make you my trophy

A perfect statuette in a twisted pose

I'd lay you over the tarmac

In spite of this insatious urge to let you go

I fear it's over

I'll cut you open, yeah

You are my favorite drug

I hope you understand

You'll soon be broken in my hands

I'm not afraid of what I want to be

It’s right in front of me

Until the current pulls me down

If I could say it and it sounded right

It's like a satellite that I've fallen off of

I've been cold and numb

You are my favorite drug

You're nothing more than an eye sore

A seedless rat who picks at his own scars

I'll cut you open, yeah

You are my favorite drug

I hope you understand

You'll soon be broken in my hands

You are my favorite drug

I hope you understand

You'll soon be broken in my hands