Carve at my skin
There's no room for regret
Just speak through others' teeth
That silhouette is hung from it's neck
Without teeth you're nothing to fear
There's nowhere to run from me,
Without teeth you're nothing to be afraid of
Take that envy to it's grave,
You're peeling at your throat
Take that envy to it's grave,
You're peeling at your throat
Spit your name to the floor,
I'll rise twice to make you remember
This war is done
This war is done,
Get up
You're standing on the edge of salvation,
Without teeth you're nothing to fear