Verse 1
(Low, vibrating feedback builds into a heavy, dragging bass line)
I gave you the map to every wound I ever had
And you used it like a target, god, it makes me sick—it makes me mad
I was gasping for air while you were holding my head down
Watching for the bubbles, waiting for the king to drown
You didn't just walk away, you stayed to watch the bone break
Taking pieces of my spirit just for something you could take
I’m shaking in the corner, I’m shivering in the heat
While you’re dancing on the pieces of my heart beneath your feet.
Pre-Chorus
(Guitars begin to screech; vocals sound like they’re tearing)
The air is turning black, I can’t find the door
You’re smiling at the blood stain pooling on the floor
Stop asking if I’m okay, stop acting like you care
I can feel your jagged fingers in the tangles of my hair.
Chorus
(Explosive, crashing distortion—pure raw screaming)
I’m gutted by the lying, I’m choking on the fake
I’m tired of being the only thing you ever had to break
You stayed behind my shoulder just to find the softest spot
To plant the iron deep and watch the friendship start to rot
I’m cutting out the cancer, I’m ripping off the skin
I’m done with letting predators come crawling back in!
Verse 2
(Drums kick in like a heartbeat thudding in your ears)
You’re a butcher in a white dress, acting like a saint
But I can see the rot beneath the fresh coat of paint
You fed on my secrets ‘til your stomach was full
Then you looked me in the eye and gave the knife a little pull
You’ve got a graveyard of people who believed in your light
But you’re just the cold shadow that follows the night
I’m not a person to you, I’m just a harvest to reap
Well, I hope you’ve got a ghost for every secret that you keep.
Bridge
(Tempo drops to a death-crawl; vocals are a low, weeping growl)
Twist it...
Go on and twist it...
I want to feel the moment that I finally dismissed it.
The trust is a corpse.
The room is a tomb.
And your voice is the static that’s filling the room.
(Screamed)
PULL THE BLADE OUT! PULL IT OUT!
Chorus
(Total sonic chaos—maximum distortion)
I’m gutted by the lying, I’m choking on the fake
I’m tired of being the only thing you ever had to break
You stayed behind my shoulder just to find the softest spot
To plant the iron deep and watch the friendship start to rot
I’m cutting out the cancer, I’m ripping off the skin
I’m done with letting predators come crawling back in!
Outro
(Music cuts to a hollow, echoing reverb; vocal is a broken whisper)
Leave the knife.
Keep the scars.
I’m finally seeing clearly underneath the bars.
The static is dead.
The pulse is gone.
I’m bleeding...
But I’m finally alone.