[Soft Instrumental]
[Intro]
I used to think I could outrun it.
Bury it.
Ignore it.
Lock it away.
But some things don’t stay buried.
Some things learn your name.
[Heavy Instrumental]
[Hook]
IT WON’T STOP
IT WON’T STOP
IT WON’T STOP
KILLING ME OFF
IT WON’T STOP
IT WON’T STOP
UNTIL I’M GONE
[Verse]
I can feel it in the silence,
when everything finally slows.
When there’s nowhere left to run,
and nowhere left to go.
Every time I think I’ve beaten it,
every time I think it’s dead,
it finds another way to speak,
another room inside my head.
[Pre Chorus]
Every day I tell myself
I’ve got it under control.
Every night it reminds me
I don’t.
[Chorus]
There’s something in my bloodstream,
my bloodstream.
I feel it slowly killin’ me,
killin’ me.
Every time I start to heal,
it digs a little deeper.
There’s something in my bloodstream,
and it’s all that remains.
[Verse]
Maybe it started years ago.
Maybe I carried it all along.
Every scar.
Every failure.
Every fucking thing I never got over.
Maybe it just kept growing
while I pretended not to see it.
Waiting.
Patient.
[Pre Chorus]
I keep feeding what I hate.
I keep hating what I feed.
[Chorus]
There’s something in my bloodstream,
my bloodstream.
I feel it slowly killin’ me,
killin’ me.
Every time I start to heal,
it digs a little deeper.
There’s something in my bloodstream,
and it’s all that remains.
[Verse]
Now I’m tired of fighting it.
Tired of bargaining.
Tired of pretending.
Maybe this isn’t a battle anymore.
Maybe this is just coexistence.
A parasite.
A burden.
A part of me.
I don’t even know the difference now.
[Soft Instrumental]
[Breakdown]
I tried to cut it out.
I tried to starve it.
I tried to leave it behind.
TOO DEEP.
TOO LATE.
IN MY BLOOD.
IN MY VEINS.
TOO DEEP.
TOO LATE.
IT AIN’T LEAVING.
IT AIN’T CHANGING.
[Heavy Instrumental]
[Chorus]
There’s something in my bloodstream,
my bloodstream.
I feel it slowly killin’ me,
killin’ me.
Every time I start to heal,
it digs a little deeper.
There’s something in my bloodstream,
and it’s all that remains.
[Hook]
IT WON’T STOP
IT WON’T STOP
IT WON’T STOP
KILLING ME OFF
IT WON’T STOP
IT WON’T STOP
UNTIL I’M GONE
[Soft Instrumental]
[Outro]
Maybe the worst part isn’t that it’s killing me.
Maybe the worst part
is that I don’t remember
what I was before it got here.
