Carcinoma

I've been foolishly biting my time

But its fangs are sharper than mine

Paranoia has taken the place, taken the place of god

But that's all its purpose was

Keep your faith

Keep your faith

if it's what you got, by all means

Believe what you want

I've been spitting on my own grave

No amount of grace can get me saved, get me saved

And yet I'm surprised

My heart has become

The dwelling place of demons

One of these days,

I won't wake up as much as I'll come to,

It has something to do with you

I feel you coursing through my veins

Who knows if you leave I won't be the same

I've been spitting on my own grave

No amount of grace can get me saved, get me saved

After I'm reduced to waste

And this world's washed its hands of me

Godforbid I come back late, the only instruction you'll need

Get off your knees

Get off your knees

I'll be alright, believe me

I'll be just fine, believe me

Get off your knees

Get off your knees

My heart has become

The dwelling place of demons

One of these days I won't have the lungs

to be pardoned for what I've done

and even if I do, it won't be poetic ones?

I've nailed my coffin shut, shut