Texty: Killing Tree (The). Bury Me At Make-Out Creek. Violets Are Blue.

Somehow I knew that this would end
And then I finally found my way back home
And this is all one master plan
To keep us spinning down this endless well
I'm drowning in my own regret
Trying so hard to take whats my last breath
And this is all I wanted from you
So alone and now I'll have you know

If you can stand on your own two feet,
Then you can get up off your fucking knees
Stand up and wash away the blood that stains your soul
You've given me reason to tear you apart limb from limb
Now you can't fix
What's already broke

Now I'll have you know
Don't surrender, never give up your fucking life
You lied about pride in yourself
I push from inside your skin and eat you away from within
You'll never see the sun again

I'll have you know

Look away from this broken mirror

Now the time has come to slow the beating of your heart