Severance
This silence just became disconcerting
And I am more than worried
I try to steal glances through the smoke
But I, I find that I'm collapsing on the table amidst it all
Staring at exit signs
Until my eyes bleed green and white
Staring at exit signs
Until my eyes bleed green and white
Feeling the warmth drain from within
Watching my face contort
In the blood spill
Watching my face contort
The silence just became disconcerting
And I am more than worried
(I feel the warmth) Worried about
(Drain from within) The state of my severed hands
I guess that I'm falling out of touch
I guess that I'm falling out of touch
Feeling the warmth drain from within
Watching my face contort
In the blood spill
Watching my face contort
The silence just became disconcerting
And I am more than worried
(I feel the warmth) Worried about
(Drain from within) The state of my severed hands
I'm still trying to steal stares with glances
Still dying to be so close to severance, severance
Still dying to be so close to severance
I see my face contort
The silence just became disconcerting
And I am more than worried
(I feel the warmth) Worried about
(Drain from within) The state of my severed hands
And I am more than worried
I try to steal glances through the smoke
But I, I find that I'm collapsing on the table amidst it all
Staring at exit signs
Until my eyes bleed green and white
Staring at exit signs
Until my eyes bleed green and white
Feeling the warmth drain from within
Watching my face contort
In the blood spill
Watching my face contort
The silence just became disconcerting
And I am more than worried
(I feel the warmth) Worried about
(Drain from within) The state of my severed hands
I guess that I'm falling out of touch
I guess that I'm falling out of touch
Feeling the warmth drain from within
Watching my face contort
In the blood spill
Watching my face contort
The silence just became disconcerting
And I am more than worried
(I feel the warmth) Worried about
(Drain from within) The state of my severed hands
I'm still trying to steal stares with glances
Still dying to be so close to severance, severance
Still dying to be so close to severance
I see my face contort
The silence just became disconcerting
And I am more than worried
(I feel the warmth) Worried about
(Drain from within) The state of my severed hands
Credits
Writer(s): Ahren Stringer, Joel Fletcher Birch, Troy Jon-colin Brady, Troels Thomasen, Garth Buchanan
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