probably not - Intellectual

[Intro]

Pain is fine, yeah, I deal with it all the time

Reconcile with demons, bottled up inside (Als made it)

They say that things will be alright

As the light leaves my eyes (dercept)

Burning in the summer weather

I cannot pull myself back together

Water rising up to my neck

I've been grounded with the tethers

My flock left me with the feathers

Resorting to my final measures

You thought that you were clever

Permanent solution, it's forever

Waking up with double vision

Gun to my head filled with indecision

Can't see purpose anymore

My hand is pushing on the door

Will time ever just make things right?

Should I pull the trigger see the light?

If my brain splatters on the floor

Could God forgive my aching soul?

You probably don't hear it when it happens

You probably don't even hear it when it happens, alright?

Who's your friend in there on the wall?

Haha, listen to us, morbid fucks