Lyrics Failed Design - Old Wounds, Chris Motionless

Failed Design

Here I am.
Endless, nameless, draped in white, shameless
The sun shines on glitter gold.
The angels float here in the glow
The taste is bitter, the flavor I’ve savored.
I don’t want to be saved
Softly, I fall into a bed of flowers
You couldn’t understand unless you’ve felt it.
Your empty eyes want to decide.
Well, I’ve already made up my mind
Don’t pity me with your candy hearts.
When you couldn’t relate.
We are worlds
apart
Softly, I fall into a bed of flowers
The world doesn’t love us and it owes us shit.
It’s not hard to search for this
lack of purpose
It’s hard to digest the vomit and blood is stuck in my chest
I am the sand in the air.
You will wash away tonight
I am the stain on your blouse, you can squint at if you like
I know it stings, the way things should have been
I know it stings
Softly, I fall into a bed of flowers