Carcinoma

I've been foolishly biting my time
But its fangs are sharper than mine
Paranoia has taken the place, taken the place of god
But that's all its purpose was

Keep your faith
Keep your faith
if it's what you got, by all means
Believe what you want

I've been spitting on my own grave
No amount of grace can get me saved, get me saved
And yet I'm surprised

My heart has become
The dwelling place of demons

One of these days,
I won't wake up as much as I'll come to,
It has something to do with you
I feel you coursing through my veins
Who knows if you leave I won't be the same

I've been spitting on my own grave
No amount of grace can get me saved, get me saved
After I'm reduced to waste
And this world's washed its hands of me
Godforbid I come back late, the only instruction you'll need

Get off your knees
Get off your knees
I'll be alright, believe me
I'll be just fine, believe me
Get off your knees
Get off your knees

My heart has become
The dwelling place of demons
One of these days I won't have the lungs
to be pardoned for what I've done
and even if I do, it won't be poetic ones?

I've nailed my coffin shut, shut