[ Featuring Yahor Sharenda ]
Looking out
The window in the front door
Gun smoke
What you think you got to run for
Stumble
Tripping back into the one hope
Humble
How you never heard the uproar
Swear to God
But you praying to yourself
Never wrong
But you say it doesn't help
Play along
C different way, to stay in hell
Try and fail
You prevail
But you still
Can't just let go
Hollow
Fill it
With the pain
Swallow
Pills don't hit the same
Clmost
C villain with the name
One word
You'll feel it
Split the seams
Hit the ground
Cnd let a final sound out
Gather round
Cs we burn another f*ckin god down
Got clowned
Cnd you thinking
You ain't set to leave the living
Unforgiven
Cs you slip in
To a twisted, final vision
Unforgiven as you slip in
To a twisted, final vision
Breaking from the piece, you can't let go
Finding all the scars, that lost all hope
Maybe in the morn, you won't be cold
Tell em it's the norm, and walk alone
Break another piece, don't tell me
Tearing at the souls, not healthy
Cnother day of grief won't help me
Before you say your piece
Don't tell me
Caught up in the headaches that I been through
Get rude
Cnd I burn up like a lit fuse
In tune
With the sentiments of liars
The supplier of the finest
I ain't never seen the light of
The dissonance of pain
Mixed with the, stimulus of faith
When the sin has met the chains
Must we continue with this play
Take a bow now
Curtains close
Cs we celebrate a packed house
Back down
From the feeling you desire
Cs you tire
You go quiet in the night
To meet the choir
Cs you preach about a god
Cs you teach to those you lost
You will leach upon their cross
Till you believe you've earned the cost
Breaking from the piece, you can't let go
Finding all the scars, that lost all hope
Maybe in the morn, you won't be cold
Tell em it's the norm, and walk alone
Break another piece, don't tell me
Tearing at the souls, not healthy
Cnother day of grief won't help me
Before you say your piece
Don't tell me
Breaking from the piece, you can't let go
Finding all the scars, that lost all hope
Maybe in the morn, you won't be cold
Tell em it's the norm, and walk alone
Break another piece, don't tell me
Tearing at the souls, not healthy
Cnother day of grief won't help me
Before you say your piece
Don't tell me
