Lyrics End of the Line - Fuck the Facts

End of the Line

I swam until I was too far out and I would never make it back alive
Drew my last few breathes and screamed my terminal final act
Faster I ran towards the end of the line
Returning not the worst to come until the waves wash clean the shore
The dirt will ever mold and crust
Crushed into dust my hands
Forever freed, the dust, myself
You could not keep your thoughts to yourself
Tears swelled up in your eyes when you spoke right to my face
Failure claims all that is touched by your hand
Collect your dreams from out of the trash
Unable to stand what you’ve become
Behind your grin and open palm a fist concealed a coward’s heel
You always knew
You’ve prayed for this curse and now that it’s here, you have no hope for
salvation
The things I recall, you killing me twice
One final grasp of your hand marks the end
Then I will be the first to stand guard in this place