Crackpit

[Intro] [Instrumental] [Verse 1] Take away something more than my dignity again. It's not yours and never will be. I'm not like one of you. Nor do I belong with people like you. [pre-chorus] IM SO SICK OF THIS CRACKPIT! (CRACKPIT!) You left to me suffer in this hell (Like anyone else, a mortal man will hide in his shell) IM SO SICK OF THIS CRACKPIT! (CRACKPIT!) Tell me if you're right (Im in front of you; did you lose your sight?) [chorus] Whereas death is my revival (revival...) Your lies make me feel suicidal (CRACKPIT!) You left me down in the mud to rot (TO ROT!) and (AND!) It's (ITS!) tying (TYING!) my (MY!) ribs (RIBS!) in (IN!) a (A!) knot (KNOT!) [Verse 2] And it's left to die alone. To be known is a story, likewise a myth untold. I feel really cold... (I FEEL REALLY SOLD!) [pre-chorus] IM SO SICK OF THIS CRACKPIT! (CRACKPIT!) You left me to suffer in this hell (Like anyone else, a mortal man will hide in his shell) IM SO SICK OF THIS CRACKPIT! (CRACKPIT!) tell me if you're right (I'm in front of you; did you lose your sight?) [chorus] Whereas death is my revival (revival...) Your lies make me feel suicidal (CRACKPIT!) You left me down in the mud to rot (TO ROT!) and (AND!) its (ITS!) tying (TYING!) my (MY!) ribs (RIBS!) in (IN!) a (A!) knot (KNOT!) and its tying my ribs in a knot... (THERE OUT TO GET YOU!) you shaped the chaos of the mold (YOUR LEFT TO DIE IN THE COLD!) [bridge] Taking and breaking (you stole my life) Making and faking (you raped my strife) HOLDING AND SCOLDING! (the only person you know) MOLDING AND FOLDING! (the rest of your soul) [breakdown] TAKING AND BREAKING! YOU STOLE MY LIFE! MAKING AND FAKING! YOU RAPED MY STRIFE! HOLDING AND SCOLDING! THE ONLY PERSON YOU KNOW! MOLDING AND FOLDING! THE REST OF YOUR SOUL! [chorus] Whereas death is my revival (revival...) Your lies make me feel suicidal (CRACKPIT!) You left me down in the mud to rot (TO ROT!) and (AND!) its (ITS!) tying (TYING!) my (MY!) ribs (RIBS!) in (IN!) a (A!) knot (KNOT!) Whereas death is my revival (revival...) Your lies make me feel suicidal (CRACKPIT!) You left me down in the mud to rot (TO ROT!) and (AND!) its (ITS!) tying (TYING!) my (MY!) ribs (RIBS!) in (IN!) a (A!) knot (KNOT!) [outro] You raped my soul! I'm left to rot in the cold! You fucked my life; you took away my only strife! Can't continue this lie! You raped my soul! I'm left to rot in the cold! You fucked my life; you took away my only strife! Can't continue this lie!