misguided son
knocked loose
you are never coming back
when you stabbed me in the back
all the lies that burn your tongue
i followed in your foot steps
until you covered your tracks
nothing is the way it seems
you are never coming back
compassion revoked with every twist
of the knife that you stabbed me with
i can't be better if i pull myself down with you
i can't be better if i pull myself down with you
i followed in your footsteps
your punishment is existence
a greater pain than death
i would rather die than be like you