| Sink slowly down
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| Replay the thoughts in your head
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| They’re poisoning me from within
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| In my own personal hell
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| I can’t save myself
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| Is this the calling of an empty voice
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| Or just another lie I believe?
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| It’s a little bit more than something I can explain
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| That feeling, that thought of failure in me
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| Do you ever look back and think on every choice
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| While I’m dying silently?
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| Do you think that everything is meant to be
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| No take backs, no mistakes, just the design of things?
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| All these paths to take
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| And you still can’t decide your fate
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| Indifferent, I guess
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| I’ll just bear the mark on my chest
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| When I’m thrown away
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| I’ll have somewhere new to be
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| I’m broken, at best
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| I still bear the mark on my chest
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| When I’m thrown away
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| I’ll have somewhere new to be
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| Born and raised, tied to an early grave
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| Disloyal to the end, I’m just the martyr you made
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| Memorizing our descent
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| I see the way it changes, I see the way the lie extends
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| Why won’t you answer me?
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| I’m screaming at the walls until something talks back to me
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| Is it too much to see
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| The way I deal with the pain, the way I bleed?
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| All these paths to take
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| And you still can’t decide your fate
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| Indifferent, I guess
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| I’ll just bear the mark on my chest
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| When I’m thrown away
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| I’ll have somewhere new to be
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| I’m broken, at best
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| I still bear the mark on my chest
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| When I’m thrown away
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| I’ll have somewhere new to be
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| When I’m thrown away
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| I’ll have somewhere new to be
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| I let you take control, I let you be my home
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| I always thought we’d be fucking indestructible
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| I’d bury this, I’d seal away the darkest part of me
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| I’d push it deep inside of me before it consumes everything
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| I turn and walk away
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| 'Cause I can’t look you in the face
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| Without reaching for the rope
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| If it were wrapped around my neck
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| You’d just sit back and watch me choke
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| You’d just sit back and watch me choke |