No Hope
You rid the earth one by one
And in this moment I see the world and it's fucking bleak
Without a single doubt
Where is the substance
Incomplete as I'm bleeding out my lungs won't make a sound
Worthless
My soul won't love an inch without seeing you rot beneath the dirt
I'm fucking bleeding out
Where does the evidence start making differences in your fucking eyes
It all points to you
Seconds go by I can see them as they slip away
My life is flashing an endless series of searing pain
The only reason we're alive is to die
But death won't ever look me in the eye
Silence
Fills the room as you suck away the breath of a tortured soul
I would have never imagined
It coming to close to home
And in this moment I see the world and it's fucking bleak
Without a single doubt
Where is the substance
Incomplete as I'm bleeding out my lungs won't make a sound
I'm fucking bleeding out
Without a single doubt, without a single doubt
I'm fucking bleeding out
My lungs won't make a sound, my lungs won't make a sound
Consciousness leaking out through my open wound
My thoughts are shattered like my broken body
My eyes are open a pathetic attempt to see
Trying desperately to find what's left of me
I never had a fucking choice
The only reason we're alive is to die
But death won't ever look me in the eye
And in this moment I see the world and it's fucking bleak
Without a single doubt
Where is the substance
Incomplete as I'm bleeding out my lungs won't make a sound
Worthless
My soul won't love an inch without seeing you rot beneath the dirt
I'm fucking bleeding out
Where does the evidence start making differences in your fucking eyes
It all points to you
Seconds go by I can see them as they slip away
My life is flashing an endless series of searing pain
The only reason we're alive is to die
But death won't ever look me in the eye
Silence
Fills the room as you suck away the breath of a tortured soul
I would have never imagined
It coming to close to home
And in this moment I see the world and it's fucking bleak
Without a single doubt
Where is the substance
Incomplete as I'm bleeding out my lungs won't make a sound
I'm fucking bleeding out
Without a single doubt, without a single doubt
I'm fucking bleeding out
My lungs won't make a sound, my lungs won't make a sound
Consciousness leaking out through my open wound
My thoughts are shattered like my broken body
My eyes are open a pathetic attempt to see
Trying desperately to find what's left of me
I never had a fucking choice
The only reason we're alive is to die
But death won't ever look me in the eye
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Nowatzki, Christian Nowatzski, Jacob Gordon, Levi Dunn, Peter Higgs, Taylor Barber
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