Knives & Wire

You're getting bored I can't take this much more Hide behind your fucking black door You're always one who reminds us never one who forgets I look behind the door and see you hide We're working to the bone For nature's pride And as I feel that sunlight hit my chest Wield words like knives and wire And into the fires And as I breathe these last few vital breaths I sit inside and cower on top of your tower Wait you're the last of the least impressed Fueling lies and feeding regrets As we try to open our eyes You're laid to rest I look behind the door and see you hide We're working to the bone For nature's pride And as I feel that sunlight hit my chest Wield words like knives and wire And into the fires And as I breathe these last few vital breaths I sit inside and cower on top of your tower And as I feel that sunlight hit my chest Wield words like knives and wire And into the fires And as I breathe these last few vital breaths I sit inside and cower on top of your tower.