Forcing the words up my throat and through my tongue Causing the projection of loss and speeding of lungs
The walls of regret share the texture of shame [x2]

Bring to life what died in me Tear the flesh from the bones which don't bleed [x2]

And in the hate of which you talk, this I assure you is how I walk But I've been known to fall Breathing the air close to my knees revealing those ash filled scares Making them visible to see

Forcing the words up my throat and through my tongue Causing the projection of loss and speeding of lungs
The walls of regret share the texture of shame As the feeling of breathing becomes chocking

This is the answer to the question of what you've been asking I am the perfect enemy? Can't you see? Come closer Don't you recognize me?

The taste of breathing has become the feeling of chocking Oh Lord, bring to life the dying sight Show them what I cannot write