Dark Sources - Intellectual

[Intro: Mason Bunt]

So diabolical, impossible to see

We are a product of our mediocrity

So what am I to you?

Another name to scrape through the dirt

[Verse 1: Mason Bunt & Joshua Cory]

We stare right into the truth, 'cause the truth stares back

We press the pills to our lips, let the weight detach

(From the shoulders down)

This spirit is tainting, my muscles constraining

(Your encroaching cloud)

Apathy, all-enravelling, all-encompassing

Want you to scratch me out, want you to cut me loose

I'm hanging on for the pressure, waiting for the abuse

Will you scratch me out, will you cut me loose?

I've been clawing at your head but getting through to you is no use

And I, I've been holding my breath for a while now

Knowing I've got to breathe this air, makes me sick

To think the gun was in my hand

It was in my hand

[Verse 2: Mason Bunt & Joshua Cory]

Want you to scratch me out, want you to cut me loose

I'm hanging on for the pressure, waiting for it now

I wanna feel the creaks of age come creeping

Nobody steal my hurt from me

A necronomicon

Oh sweet fragility

A fraction of a second passes

Feels like an eternity

[Chorus: Joshua Cory & Mason Bunt]

And I, I've been holding my breath for a while now

Knowing I've got to breathe this air, means I'm sick

To death of it

And oh, I've been holding my breath for a while now

Knowing I've got to breathe this air and I'm sick

To death of it

Scratch me out, cut me loose