I’m not comfortable in my own skin, I keep scratching and itching hoping it’ll sink in. Oh, just to forget that the matter at hand is I’m just not fitting in. “All black” at the top of your lungs, I keep on screaming, guess I wasn’t loud enough. Fuck, another reason to bang my head in to this wall. Blue in the face, I’ve held my breath for too fucking long.
This deadweight, it’s always holding me back. It wont let me sink, just hangs around my neck. A constant reminder of what I can never have.
Had I known you weren’t the map to the world, I would of wasted all my time trying to burn you to the ground. Pen down my heart in blue and black. Lead the sheep to the wolves, take this knife from my back. I’m coming home, forgetting my past, every line that I wrote, it’s all the tact that you lack. Just so you know I’m getting to the best part, another goddamn song about this hole in my heart.
How could i possibly forgive you after all the damage that you’ve caused?
I’m comin’ for you, did you think you could run from this? Did you think I would forget you? You won’t escape from this.
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This album would be more aptly named "Hits From The Bow II: Hits From The Stern". It so hearkens back to that first album that changed the face of experimental metal. I can't believe I missed this 6 years ago, but I'm so glad it exists. 10/10. brineryte