Copyright L0stKydz, all rights reserved [Verse] Leaving lacerations across a body That couldn’t hold the weight, leaving cracks in its wake. Replacing the parts it threw away. Leaky feelin’, a sealant of ceilings, Trying to hold the flood at bay, But down below, you could hear the dripping, Gripping your ears while it’s ringing- Kissing you before you see it. [Pre-Chorus] Slowly, singin’ my songs without a beat. Sounds ringing from the demon that’s inside me. Hearts numb, I’m cold, I can barely breathe. Lights turning red- I see my own murder scene… [Instrumental] (I’m crawlin’, I’m screamin’, I’m trying to escape,) (Blood running from my hands down my legs.) (Something outside, No, something inside.) (I can hear it lingering behind the doors again.) [Chorus] I ran from the fire. I ran from the flood. I ran from the hands that were reaching with love. Now every door opens into myself. Every scream sounds like somebody else. I can’t go forward. I can’t go back. The house keeps breathing me into the black. If there’s a heaven, it locked me out. If there’s a hell, it’s my own mouth. [Verse] Kitchen clock chugging through the night. Each second tastin' like rot and pain. I’m trapped in the minutes. Laid traps over time. Hear its knuckles at the door, in the back of my mind A wedding ring inside a drawer for someone who can’t exist. Still circles a ghost I never became. There’s a child in the walls who knows my name. He asks me why I never stayed. I tell him these monsters made me leave. He says the monsters learned from me. [Pre-Chorus] Slowly, singin’ my songs without a beat. Sounds ringing from the demon that’s inside me. Hearts numb, I’m cold, I can barely breathe. Lights turning red- I see my own murder scene… [Instrumental] (I’m crawlin’, I’m screamin’, I’m trying to escape,) (Blood running from my hands down my legs.) (Something outside, No, something inside.) (I can hear it lingering behind the doors again.) Now the silence repeats what he said. In a voice that belongs to my head. [Chorus] I ran from the fire. I ran from the flood. I ran from the hands that were reaching with love. Now every door opens into myself. Every scream sounds like somebody else. I can’t go forward. I can’t go back. The house keeps breathing me into the black. If there’s a heaven, it locked me out. If there’s a hell, it’s my own mouth. [Instrumental] (He says to me, “We survived.”) (I asked him, “At what cost?”) (He said to me, “Everything you never touched.”) [Chorus] I ran from the fire. I ran from the flood. I ran from the knife hidden inside of love. Now every door opens into myself. Every prayer dies on the edge of my breath. I can’t go forward. I can’t go back. The house keeps breathing me into the black. If there’s a heaven, it forgot my name. If there’s a hell, we share the same face.
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