If you don't wake up from the beating, the screaming

Does that mean that your lips will soon go cold?

How do I come to terms with the damage I've done?

Bleeding out in the womb

Falling darker

You think there'd be regrets, but emptiness takes bloom

Inside of you

Everything turns to shit

Inside my calloused hands

Claw the cracks, full collapse

And now I'm finally whole

In a chest without a soul

There's no more beauty in life

Without the kiss of our knives

The sight of everything wounded

Soured by the cuts in your eyes

Heed the call of your demise

I can see in your non-responsive eyes

As they're staring into mine

And we start to blur the lines

Between who's laying on the ground

And who's living in who's mind

And slowly, as I cut more and more away

And the world forgets your name

I know you're laying on the ground

Cold and vacant

I know you're laying on the ground

Cold and vacant