Let's take a good look at you
Let's take a good look at you

Yeah

First it was nothing
Now you want something?
What about what you said we did?
What we should have done

You got it wrong
Don't say it again
You've said enough
Three knives to the back so I know
That this ain't where I belong
Three knives to the thr

Phones buzzing on the table like downed bees
Put 'em in ziplock bags, pull out the batteries
Beige walls, white carpet to match the extremities
It gives a sense of order, cleanliness to the families

A love that's barely hanging on
Thin and breakable like spider silk
You

You'd do anything at all
You'd do anything at all

A life in the box
A life in the
A life in the box
A life in the

You'd do anything at all
You'd do anything at all
You'd do anything at all

Will what you've done live and breathe
Long after you're gone

That morning when I woke up, it seemed the world had changed
A school of cannon fodder, a church of elder states
But transience sets in and the memories erased
The world had took a deep white breath and went about their days

It's hard to see anything
When you can see everyt

I hold this banner above my head
It screams in green, black and red
Scribbled thoughts and pantheons
Write my name in blood
The same story that reads for years, the same

Take me from room to room in the dark
Pair me with what I am used to
In their shadow I was secur

A pile of shells and a pile of leaves
In my dreams green man looks like me
And failure falls just like autumn trees
My concrete comfort mezzanine

The smell of autumn and carbine
You'll never clean it up
I wanna let 'em all down
A letter goes out to your side
Som

A twisted knife
A porcelain reflection
Where sorrys die
And my mind is the murder weapon
I know I could control it
But it's so consuming once it's in
A maniac in bilocation
Stretched in two different directions

Now I'm back inside the glass
And I know that t

I hear your words, but no emotions come through
I hear your pleas, but feel nothing new

Your actions have landed you here
In the heart of the confrontation
In the pit of corrosion

Drenched in a fleeting loss
You sit and you stew
I felt it hitting hard
You earn

You're fighting over crumbs and starving in the shit
Burning in the garden as they watch over it
Put you out to pasture, while you're chomping at the bit
The line between art and pain no longer exists

You're bleeding in the blur
You're dying in a ditch
Paint the picture

You can give it all but it's never enough
You can count it up but it's never what you want
And we need them more then they need us
Do they need us?

Because it's all in what you want it to be
When you aren't living free
The siloed anger for you
Headjack fantasy for m

It's lurking in the dark
The future you've been heading towards
You keep tumbling upwards
Without praxis or regret
What could you be waiting for?

Just walk that circle through
And tell me what you wanna do
Just walk that circle through
And tell me where's it's t

Without a sound, without a trace
Without a sound, without a trace
Without a sound, sound, sound
Without a sound, without a trace
Without a sound, without a trace
Without a sound, sound, sound

Laughing, laughing
L-L-L-L-L

Without a sound, without a trace
Wi

The rain and the thunder
It's dragging me under
But the hammer of judgement
Is crushing you

Into the cold metal place
Without a sound, without a trace
An echo sound
The fall from grace
Reflective glass and a butchered face
It's all gone and you'll try not to

Let's take a good look at you

Let's take take take
Let's take take take
Let's take take take
A good look at you

It felt so good to analyze and correct
But you never really know until the foot's on your neck
It felt so good to analyze and correct
But you never

Suck the soul right through the mouth
My family needs to feast
It feels good for a minute, but then it goes
My sisters need to eat

You wanna see it through my eyes?
You don't
You can't feel it from the inside
You had the chance, you won't

We just aren't there

When hands are caught in my brother's pocket
I'll burn my gods down

Within this house of do-it-your-selfishness
The blurred lines we're taught to walk don't suit me
Words out of both sides of broken mouths
The only words that stand to rule me

High brass rings and low

I'm starting to let things slip
I'm starting to let things slip in
Like water through an open window
Like leeches sucking at our skin
These maggots always have their say
These cowards always have to win
These has-beens love to grasp at straws
They feed the selfish bea

Yowie wowie
Let me in!

Hurt! Heal!
Hurt! Heal!
Hurt! Heal!
Hurt! Heal!

Hurt! Heal!
Hurt! Heal!
Hurt! Heal!
Hurt! Heal!

Catching flies in his mouth
Tasting freedom while he dares
Then crawling back, back to the top
Top of the stairs (of th