Sleighburner
Ticking time bomb
Lead it to exile
Garnished with a smile
They'll always come right back
Have I been telling the same old story for years
A doubtful man who on demand will succumb to fear
Only for a simple lapse in my respite
I want these walls to crack and show my loved ones that
I've come back
But I'm my weakest link
Don't show those horrid pictures of me
A grumpy novice leader or a failure by proxy
Cough up sludge and stir it into my coffee
Doubt. Seethe. Breathe. Memories just want to - fuck it
Doubt. Seethe. Breathe. Memories don't seem to fix me
Doubt. Seethe. Breathe. Most thoughts are so unwanted
Hoping for exile
Yet all we see are trees
If there's no logic to my depth
We don't feel the same
But if your heart's filled with regret
We don't bleed the same
Doubt. Seethe. Breathe. All my memories seem to - fuck it
Sleep. Deep. Found comfort in these sheets I've wanted
Deep sleep. Finding solace in the weakest pinpoints
Fuck my knowledge of
Simple times where cages held my
Inner heartache out of mind
Holding hostage
All of the causes that increase exhaustion
Just open the coffin and say I'm not empty
Just don't try to fix me but tell me you'll miss me
For all of the things that I wanted but just couldn't be
I hope you burn it all down thinking of me
I wanna see what you've done
You're too perfect to see
I hope they rip you apart
Like it's something you need
I hope you burn it all down
Thinking of me
Lead it to exile
Garnished with a smile
They'll always come right back
Have I been telling the same old story for years
A doubtful man who on demand will succumb to fear
Only for a simple lapse in my respite
I want these walls to crack and show my loved ones that
I've come back
But I'm my weakest link
Don't show those horrid pictures of me
A grumpy novice leader or a failure by proxy
Cough up sludge and stir it into my coffee
Doubt. Seethe. Breathe. Memories just want to - fuck it
Doubt. Seethe. Breathe. Memories don't seem to fix me
Doubt. Seethe. Breathe. Most thoughts are so unwanted
Hoping for exile
Yet all we see are trees
If there's no logic to my depth
We don't feel the same
But if your heart's filled with regret
We don't bleed the same
Doubt. Seethe. Breathe. All my memories seem to - fuck it
Sleep. Deep. Found comfort in these sheets I've wanted
Deep sleep. Finding solace in the weakest pinpoints
Fuck my knowledge of
Simple times where cages held my
Inner heartache out of mind
Holding hostage
All of the causes that increase exhaustion
Just open the coffin and say I'm not empty
Just don't try to fix me but tell me you'll miss me
For all of the things that I wanted but just couldn't be
I hope you burn it all down thinking of me
I wanna see what you've done
You're too perfect to see
I hope they rip you apart
Like it's something you need
I hope you burn it all down
Thinking of me
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob A Earley, Korey R Worth
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