Torment

I don't regret the times I spent spilling problems down my neck
Blood of Christ gone straight to my head
Like-minded negative influence
You've probably heard it all before, but I'll say it again

I'll put my trust in poison
The smoke signals
It's time for change
The smoke signals
Will you rescue me

We're all fathers to a grave, we'll kill ourselves in our own way
And mothers to a faith that lets us learn from our mistakes
We'll always just remain the serving saviours of decay
Turning up our noses to spite our face

Still I'm no better off than I was
Still at the bottom no matter how high
We are still at the bottom no matter how high

The smoke signals
As I lay below
The smoke signals
Tearing at my throat, and I'm spitting blood

Won't rest compulsive
Dependent on delusion
I'm getting tired of the same excuses
I set myself to self-destruct
Because the truth hurts too much

I'll sleep in recovery
My heart beats same
Facing the devils smile
Still I'm no better off than I was
Still at the bottom no matter how high
A heart full of love that I lost
A hand full of hope that'll get me by

All our needs will fade
We'll sleep in recovery
Suffer to save

This is my request for forgiveness
My blood has spilled
I confessed to my demons
And they don't regret a fucking thing