Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Butcher Me, artist - ZEALOT.
Date of issue: 16.08.2015
Song language: English
Butcher Me |
Resentment covers my skin and my bones are filled with sin. |
I can never do right and I always do wrong when I act out these thoughts I call |
my own. |
I can’t go wrong when I give up and play along with the plan you have laid out |
for me. |
I close my eyes and grit my teeth as I play the sheep as your words and ideas |
butcher me, butcher me. |
The more you lie the more I wish life would leave my eyes. |
You words make me feel more alone than alive. |
Resentment covers my skin and my bones are filled with skin. |
I can never do right but I always do wrong when I act out these thoughts I call |
my own. |
Resentment covers my skin and my bones are filled with skin. |
I can never do right and I always do wrong when I act out these thoughts I call |
my own. |
Your words make me think new thoughts like wouldn’t it be nice to die. |
Every time I hear your voice I lose another part of my broken soul. |
Everytime I hear your voice my heart becomes more and more cold, |
you say these things because you say you love me. |
Just for once don’t pretend I’d rather you accept me for who I am. |
Even though I know you still hate me, |
why wouldn’t you still hate me, |
I hate myself. |
So that gives you the right to entomb me, in my grave called depression. |
Or Maybe I should call it regression, |
I once learned to love and learned to care once upon a time when my soul had no |
where. |
I can’t go wrong when I give up and play along with the plan you have laid out |
before me. |
I’ll close my eyes and grit my teeth as your words and ideas butcher me, |
butcher me. |
The more you lie the more I wish life would leave my eyes. |
Your words make me feel more alone than alive. |
I guess you could call it depression but to me it just seems like regression. |
I wonder what it would feel like if I end this life of mental oppression. |