Persisting beyond maladaptive disorder
Stitching the mouth shut spitting disposition
Spineless is the brace of weakness
Masking contortion behind walls of indigence
Perish in your guilt
Let go of benediction
Hang from the branch of truth
Time runs thin for redemption
The air reeks of betrayal
So I hold my breath
You pushed to far
There's nothing left
Backstabbing your way to the bottom of denial
There is no forgiveness within sorrow
The air reeks of betrayal
So I hold my breath
In this hour we devour all our fears
Nothing you say is real