Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Spineshank
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Joaquin Santos
Lyrics
Soren Suren Sarkisyan
Lyrics
Thomas Eugene Decker
Composer
Lyrics
The cold was almost generosity
The way you took the life away from me
Scratched the surface of the pain to come
The Seperation that can't be undone
It's in the way we fuck
It's in the way you make me need
It's in the way you cry
To get just what you fucking need
It's in the way you cut
So you can see me bleed
It's in the way you see that I am
Just another face
These walls come crashing down
And now it all decays
We take the life we once embraced
It slips away
The curse of emptiness
And time will have Its way
The loneliness
Enables us, to Medicate
A beating heart that's bleeding atrophy
A broken spirits animosity
The wound inside is that which cannot heal
Destroying dreams that we will never feel
I'm just your dead excuse
And It's a broken future now
It's not a happy ending
It's just a faded picture of
What we could never be
I can't erase the pain
The final hope has become one we perceive to be dead
These walls come crashing down
And now it all decays
We take the life we once embraced
It slips away
The curse of emptiness
And time will have Its way
The Loneliness
Enables us, to medicate
You kill a gentle soul for personal gain
And by doing so, you're a fucking murderer
This blood is on your hands
There is no light at the end of this tunnel
When I close my eyes, all I see is the dark cloud that I protected you from
It took 90 pounds of flesh to get me here
The illusion of love, given by all the shit surrounding me
Love is just a fucking dream, and now turned to death
Once righteous, I am now a burnt and broken man
Brought on to me by the pathetic excuse of a life
I'll take comfort in the dark with all of my sins
There is no return back to light, from this hell I'm in
IT'S FUCKING DONE
This is never coming back
Divided
Accepted the fact
That it all adds up to nothing
The anger, denial, acceptance It's clear
The way you're always your own victim
Another bad decision
To trust, with my life on the line
And now I'm dead and buried
The resurrection died
Another life denied
Your hesitation wounds are showing
They show the cracks
Conscience, broken
Words aren't, spoken
Conscience, broken
Words aren't, spoken
For me (Conscience)
For me (Broken) It's just for me
(Words aren't spoken) For me, It's just for me
For me, It's just for me
She fucks him violently
It all comes to an end
For me, It's just for me
Writer(s): Soren Suren Sarkisyan, Robert Andrew Garcia, Jonathan J Santos, Thomas Decker
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