Indignant

Fighting your own disarray
Life's not what it seems to be
I hear voices in my head
They hail beneath the devil's grave

Indignatho
Or so it seems to be
And your Deception
Is what you feed me
O her I am
Trying to live without
The love you said you'd give
And how you cast me out

Trapped beneath a Thorn P'rade
Ears bleed from your oft tirade
Things may never be the same
You made my life this disarray

Indignatho
Or so it seems to be
The numbness of this sole
Has withered and decayed
I feel no love inside
All has turned to gray

And her I am
Inside my head
Trying to figure out
The wrong I did to you

Things may never be the same
Life's not what it seems to be
Trapped Beneath a thorn parade
They hail beneath the devil grave

Indignatho
Or so it seems to be
And your Deception
Is what you feed to me
And her I am
Trying to live without
The love you said you'd give
And how you cast me out

The numbness of this sole
Has withered and decayed
I feel no love
All has turned to gray



Credits
Writer(s): Thorn P'rade
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