Inhumane
Oh
Like a deer in the headlights
I'm barely alive
Lost in the ether
Cutting my teeth on whatever it takes to survive
Suffer; everyone's a victim
Cover your callous indifference
Deaf are we who refuse to listen
I need a shock to the system
Fall short in your breathing
Eyes wide, stare at the ceiling
No fear and no feeling
I've seen enough and it's left me numb
One more for the reaper
He's been hot on my tail
But I've been trying to dig a little deeper
'Cause the pain don't feel like it used to feel, no
I've seen enough, I crave the rush
So I'll dig a little deeper still
Such a tragic affair
All the souls still doomed to meet their end
Clasping their hands in a prayer
To gods deaf to their cries
To live and die as another statistic
Oh, doesn't that sound sadistic?
One more for the reaper
He's been hot on my tail
But I've been trying to dig a little deeper
'Cause the pain don't feel like it used to feel, no
I've seen enough, I crave the rush
So I'll dig a little deeper still
Callous and cold, inhumane
We drop the deadweight
Side effects are to be expected
We grow detached and disconnected
Callous and cold, inhumane
We drop the deadweight
Can't bear to look away
Count every name you erase like a bloodstain
Who do you mourn when everyone's a victim?
I don't need to know, I don't need to
No sympathy, don't sing for me
Give me a shock to the system
In the end we return to nothing
What's another nail in the coffin?
Fall short in your breathing
Eyes wide, stare at the ceiling
No fear and no feeling
It's left me numb
One more for the reaper
He's been hot on my tail
But I've been trying to dig a little deeper
'Cause the pain don't feel like it used to feel, no
I've seen enough, I crave the rush
So I'll dig a little deeper
A little deeper still
Like a deer in the headlights
I'm barely alive
Lost in the ether
Cutting my teeth on whatever it takes to survive
Suffer; everyone's a victim
Cover your callous indifference
Deaf are we who refuse to listen
I need a shock to the system
Fall short in your breathing
Eyes wide, stare at the ceiling
No fear and no feeling
I've seen enough and it's left me numb
One more for the reaper
He's been hot on my tail
But I've been trying to dig a little deeper
'Cause the pain don't feel like it used to feel, no
I've seen enough, I crave the rush
So I'll dig a little deeper still
Such a tragic affair
All the souls still doomed to meet their end
Clasping their hands in a prayer
To gods deaf to their cries
To live and die as another statistic
Oh, doesn't that sound sadistic?
One more for the reaper
He's been hot on my tail
But I've been trying to dig a little deeper
'Cause the pain don't feel like it used to feel, no
I've seen enough, I crave the rush
So I'll dig a little deeper still
Callous and cold, inhumane
We drop the deadweight
Side effects are to be expected
We grow detached and disconnected
Callous and cold, inhumane
We drop the deadweight
Can't bear to look away
Count every name you erase like a bloodstain
Who do you mourn when everyone's a victim?
I don't need to know, I don't need to
No sympathy, don't sing for me
Give me a shock to the system
In the end we return to nothing
What's another nail in the coffin?
Fall short in your breathing
Eyes wide, stare at the ceiling
No fear and no feeling
It's left me numb
One more for the reaper
He's been hot on my tail
But I've been trying to dig a little deeper
'Cause the pain don't feel like it used to feel, no
I've seen enough, I crave the rush
So I'll dig a little deeper
A little deeper still
Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Mayer, Rick Schneider, Ryan Siew, Jamie Hails, Jacob Steinhauser, Daniel Furnari
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