I need your answers — like a hole in my head.
I know these stories are nothing more than myths.
I feel the only truth is one we make for ourselves.
I choose to respect this life — no concern for what comes next.
You just waste every second you have left.
I need your truth like a rope around my neck.
Your promise of «love» I can not trust.
Your «light in the dark» I refuse to see.
Your fucking answers.
This force fed guilt.
These falsehoods.
I don’t need.
Refuse to believe.
I will not surrender, or bow my head in shame.
I will not bend a single knee.
To uphold your tradition.
Tie the knot on the noose.
Kick the chair from underneath.
Load one in the chamber — point the barrel and FUCKING squeeze.
I need your answers like a hole in my head.
This spiritual suicide I will commit.
1 | Engines Of Alienation |
2 | Falling Victim |
3 | At Your Mercy |
4 | Devotion |
5 | Lost Along the Way (Our Hemingway) |
6 | Heartless |
7 | Evaporate |