this was something i had written about starting to believe in less and less... actually, the lyrics are closer to poetic grindcore than most of the stuff i write: (screams:) I'VE SEEN YOU WALK TOWARDS THE LIGHT... I'M SICK OF FIGHTING FOR WHAT'S RIGHT... A BROKEN MANNEQUIN IS SAVIOR... TO A LOST SHEEP AND WHAT HE GAVE HER... I'VE SEEN YOU CROSS THIS LINE A THOUSAND FUCKING TIMES... I'M DONE WITH YOU AND I'M JUST FINE... (sings:) i've heard some whispers that we could be, but every lie shows me not to believe... (screams:) I'LL MAKE THESE WALLS YOU DWELL IN CAVE IN WHEN I SCREAM... (OH!) INSIDE YOU KNOW THIS ISN'T MAKE BELIEVE... YOUR BONES ARE BEING CRUSHED BY HOW YOU REMAIN... (OH!) NOW I DARE YOU, TELL ME I'M INSANE... (sings:) i've heard some whispers that we could be, but every lie shows me not to believe... (SCREAMS:) RAZORWIRE IS CRAFTED AS YOUR NOOSE... YOU BLEED OUT EVERY BREATH WHILE YOU'RE BEING DECAPITATED...
