getting harder to stay sober, dwelling on the dim on this shine and you know I couldn't sell you a lie to save my life so it's up to ugly truths to scrape
more than we'll care to remember drink from the whisky on my lips to kill the indifference we'll tear at every inch that we can get until we're begging for
little man, you scared little girl you're passing torches pissed out long ago so long ago choke this beast on the cord which it feeds (hand over fist, sew up
it crept to me like a cancer in my sleep it gnawed the meat right from these bones and so it seems somewhere, somehow, the wonder was stole and the truths
you learn to get fucked like that? little brother's eyes should be wide but his head's been filled with shit the sins of our fathers were stripped from them
i felt like a man a cloth till you cut me to ribbons and tied of piece of me around your ring finger now does it remind you of what you've gained, or
I stared you down so hard I burnt your shadow to the wall and through the haze you served a slow pull from grace at a drunken pace I've nothing to sell
dwarfed by chrome, steel, and iron skies hide me in the hills with sniper's eyes let it burn, let us build again who needs radar? we use scent let fall
and these walls, they whisper and these walls, they taunt and they mock and these walls, they whisper and these walls, they taunt and they mock and they
eyes, they say it all there's ghosts in here and oh, they will beat you and oh, they'll teach you they'll teach you if you let them
we've watched the lines form in our faces and the smoke fall and break to code from our hands and a message missed was a message read we can never
threatens to gnaw free oh my angel, are you scared, are you scorned? has your faith been shaken too deeply to ignore? there is one step stolen for every
see wich aninal me. And fifty of us spittin up that written stuff It's all the same! [? ] is the reason for cyphas prematurely spittin up. Ironic, phonic