Chain Pain
Submerged
Suffocating
Sickening shit
A home without hope
Wracked
In a rictus of pain
This. Is. The. End
This is fear, this is pain, this is all you hate
From the moment that you're pushed out, this is your fate
Ripped up, torn down
This is something
That you can't negate
Realizing we are futile
Is not something that I can take
Something to appreciate
Frivolous
All of us
Hollow
All I know
Suffocating
Sickening shit
A home without hope
Wracked
In a rictus of pain
This. Is. The. End
This is fear, this is pain, this is all you hate
From the moment that you're pushed out, this is your fate
Ripped up, torn down
This is something
That you can't negate
Realizing we are futile
Is not something that I can take
Something to appreciate
Frivolous
All of us
Hollow
All I know
Credits
Writer(s): Brenner Moate
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