Cobra Effect

What makes you think that I'll be fine?
What makes you think I want to relive it?
Dead hands dig deep
Perforated lungs makes it hard to breathe
Anxiety tightens around me
My feeling of loss carved in my mind
Fuck it, it's just the blind leading the blind
What made you think that it was fine?
It's hard to say when you were high
How does it feel the way they drag you?
Through the blood, and through the dirt
Gone forever but the feeling remains
You better watch your step or it'll pull you under
No fucking closure
No, no, no fucking closure
In hell you'll see me
Swinging from the gallows
I'll be screaming back
Dead hands dig deep
Dead hands dig deep



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Dunbar
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