Reckoning (feat. Britney Dipaola of Murder Afloat)
Like an itch
This hatreds embedded and constant
No remorse
No relent
It's timeless
Scattering ashes with their faces
In the back of our minds
Their claims of innocence must mean that I must claim their life
Into the ether
Their body and soul
Nobody knows
You know how that goes
Into the ether
Dropped off at the edge of eternity
Corrupted thoughts have left me fringing the insane
Crawling under skin
Stabbing at my brain
Retribution still beckoning a blame They would do the same
Kill them in their name
These hands that once created
Must learn to dismantle
Save the tears
Save the words
Savor every last breathe
But you won't ever Save yourself
Even the elephants In this room
Are poisoned
Just to uphold your status quo
You
You will see
Bodies extricated
Painted the saying
Don't fuck with family
Understand that you're not welcome
I can't wait to hear the death rattle
All the air leave your lungs
I will feel the passing of life
With the press of my thumbs
As a stage
The set
My job here is done
Smirking with resolve
The body is hung
This hatreds embedded and constant
No remorse
No relent
It's timeless
Scattering ashes with their faces
In the back of our minds
Their claims of innocence must mean that I must claim their life
Into the ether
Their body and soul
Nobody knows
You know how that goes
Into the ether
Dropped off at the edge of eternity
Corrupted thoughts have left me fringing the insane
Crawling under skin
Stabbing at my brain
Retribution still beckoning a blame They would do the same
Kill them in their name
These hands that once created
Must learn to dismantle
Save the tears
Save the words
Savor every last breathe
But you won't ever Save yourself
Even the elephants In this room
Are poisoned
Just to uphold your status quo
You
You will see
Bodies extricated
Painted the saying
Don't fuck with family
Understand that you're not welcome
I can't wait to hear the death rattle
All the air leave your lungs
I will feel the passing of life
With the press of my thumbs
As a stage
The set
My job here is done
Smirking with resolve
The body is hung
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Writer(s): Matt Easterman
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