Drop Dead. Out now on SoundCloud.
LYRICS:
Bandages and stitches
I’m accustomed to the suffering
Husk of what I used to be
I’m hollowed out and empty because of it
Screaming in my sleep
I use a pillowcase to muffle it
I decide the perpetrator
Revel in my suffrage
It’s as if to say
I would get this fate
Either way
I need this escape
From this figure 8
Bitter hate
Will proliferate
Living with this weight
It’s innate
I will dissipate
Slowly drift away
It’s okay
I’m falling down
I’m holding up
But I’ve dropped my weight again
(And I’m slowly slippin’)
Six feet deep
And it’s hard to keep
All these thoughts from caving in
I’m falling down
I’m holding up
But I’ve dropped my weight again
(And I’m slowly slippin’)
Six feet deep
And it’s hard to keep
All these thoughts from caving in
Agony accepted with
Feeling li