[Gustavo]

Panic shoots throughout my veins

Color draining from my face

Memories consume my brain

Then fill my skull with toxic waste

Spirit's crushed under the weight

Of my ever-growing shame

Trying to hold onto faith

But somehow it always escapes

Words are always left unsaid

Swarming 'round inside my head

Chose to swallow them instead

And let them writhe beneath my breast

Fake a smile for the press

While my insides tear to shreds

Staring in the camera's lens

Beforе I go Virginia Tech

[Han]

What, what?

I grit my teeth 'til they crack

When your gums run laps

Writing chеcks they can't cash

You're wearing wounds that don't last

Temporary scabs

And the ink's on your hands

[Gustavo]

When you look at the mess you've made

Are you proud to say your display is on point?

Afraid to let go

And lose the one excuse you have

When your path disappoints

You've locked yourself in

Tied the restraints

Resort to nothing less than null points

[Han]

And you can't help but think about

The world that you miss

When you're not that voice

[???]

알마야, 뭐 하나, 아들?

사랑한다, 나중에 통화하자

[Han, Gustavo]

Oh how I've wished

It wouldn't come to this

But I'm desperate

To kill your innocence

Even if it

Means peeling back my skin

I'm your emotion exhibitionist

Now take a glimpse

At what makes us different

And don't resist

I'll try to make it quick

From leg to wrist

You will never win this trauma competition

Bitch, move!

꺼져, 죽어

꺼져, 죽어

꺼져, 죽어

꺼져

[Gustavo, Han]

I apologize

I guess I never recognized

Shame on me for thinking

You could ever sympathize

But I've identified

All the holes between the lines

Struggling to keep the words inside the leather's binds

[Han]

I never wanted this to happen

I didn't plan on veering off the course before the end

And I never wanted this to happen

But here I am experiencing turbulence again

I swear I never wanted this to happen

I didn't plan on veering off the course before the end

And I never wanted this to happen

But here I am experiencing turbulence again

Dancing on the knife's edge

Singing with a tight chest

Laughing off your last breath

Live as if there's no life left

[Han, Gustavo, Han & Gustavo]

Cut yourself

Swallow shells

Let me help

Come on over

Cheap motels

Foul smells

Drop your belt

Hell is closer

Now that you're mine

Take a ride on the traumacoaster

Now that you're mine

Take a ride on the traumacoaster

Now that you're mine

Mine

Now that you're mine

Take a ride on the traumacoaster

Dancing on the knife's edge

Singing with a tight chest

Laughing off your last breath

Live as if there's no life left