Build it up, fall apart
Repeatedly gory
I guess that we're just a couple names in the story
Touché
Curated for you to play
Holding on, letting go
What was the reason?
You pulled the strings, cut them loose
Set half of the pieces to smoke
And left me to dry in the snow
Your lies left your trail marked
Oh I should've known from the start
Live or die, what did I get myself into?
I'm doing things, they're bad for me
Next thing you know I withdrew my zone
A place I wanted to call my home
Prophecy was not for me
But I'ma build my own plan
And run away, I'll escape
This land that no man has heard
I'll shape a gift from a curse
I'll shape a gift from a curse
I had never been so damn alone
Before I met you, I was unharnessed
I only got worse, could not atone
Instead I hit the threshold and tarnished
My reputation on purpose
Banished from the world like I planned
Now left to ask myself was it worth it?
As I stand alone in no man's land