Do you like seeing me in conniptions?
I jumped this hurdle now you're standing in my way
Hit reset/reject stop feeding me your false contrition
When I close my eyes I just wanna watch you burn
Back to the start you're out of luck
Stabbed in the back
Can you see in my eyes I'm on the attack?
Stretch and crack my hollow bones I'm so sick of waking up wishing I was dead
You don't know how it feels to see you with the man I was always meant to be
Traumatised he will never forget my name
Every time I close my eyes
There you are you make me want to fucking die
I don't feel right
Every moment cold as ice burning right through my insides
Burn
Can you tell me what I did to deserve this?
Burn
Every moment cold as ice please just let me die
Now the time has come
Exhale the cigarette smoke from my lungs
It will be music to my ears to hear him scream
Tie all loose ends my friend
I will see this through to the bitter end
He will be the one that lights your world
We'll strike the match and we'll watch him burn
Watch you burn
When we give in to the most primal parts of our brain, we bear witness to what we could be capable of.
Obviously its never healthy to violently act out or even act on the feelings you have when something so awful has happened to you, but it is healthy to acknowledge that you do have these feelings. The purpose behind this song was to get what we had out of our systems, be it hatred or a desire to cause harm, and to move past these feelings.
Obviously its never healthy to violently act out or even act on the feelings you have when something so awful has happened to you, but it is healthy to acknowledge that you do have these feelings. The purpose behind this song was to get what we had out of our systems, be it hatred or a desire to cause harm, and to move past these feelings.
2 years ago, I had a falling out so horrible it eventually gave rise to a subsequent diagnosis of anxiety and depression. The people involved claimed that they felt awful for what had happened and apologised, but despite this, they continued to rub what happened in my face, whether it was on purpose or not, I’ll never know. Either way, I had never felt so disrespected, so filled with loathe in my entire life. -Oliver.