Your getting bored I can't take this much more
Hide behind your f*cking black door
You're always one who reminds us, never one who forgets
I look behind the door, and see you hide
Were working to the bone
For nature's pride
And as I feel that sunlight hit my chest
Wield words like knives and wire
And into the fires
And as I breathe, these last few vital breaths
I sit inside and cower, on top of your tower
Wait, your the last of the least impressed
Fueling lies, and feeding regrets
As we try to open our eyes
You're laid to rest
I look behind the door, and see you hide
Were working to the bone
For nature's pride
And as I feel that sunlight hit my chest
Wield words like knives and wire
And into the fires
And as I breathe, these last few vital breaths
I sit inside and cower, on top of your tower
And as I feel that sunlight hit my chest
Wield words like knives and wire
And into the fires
And as I breathe, these last few vital breaths
I sit inside and cower, on top of your tower.