The Self-fulfilling Prophecy vs. The Sunken Cause

Gimme back all my clarity (gimme something to breathe)

Fuck religion and spit on the ground (it harms me)

Your god isn't real (it came with petrichor and pouring down)

Thought about it and tore him down

Even if you forgive me (even if you forgive me)

I still won't forgive myself (incomplete)

With my back out the window

Three seconds til I hit the ground

You'll find my body out

Where dreams go to drown

You'll never find me now

I will not make a sound

I bled til it hurt I bled til it's worse

I bled across state lines and I bled into the earth

My blood's in the dirt

My blood's in another country where I couldn't read the words

When are you feeling better

Who am I to read your letters

But this time I hope you'll sever

(this game will end in misery)

All those lies that tell you never

(there's nothing left to take from me)