The Black Market Rise Against

[Verse 1]
A currency of heartache and sorrow
The air we breathe is stale with mold
To shadows we are slaves, digging deeper every day
But emptiness is growing so old

[Verse 2]
Headlamps light the tunnels we wander
They shimmer and they dance on the walls
We're lost inside these caves as the chances of escape
Grow slimmer 'til there's no chance at all

[Pre-Chorus]
This ink, it travels from the page
Up my hand and to my veins
Choking on those stories I've told
If there are words here left to say
I just wanna let you know

[Chorus]
I'm falling on my knees right now
I'm covered in the mess I made
These colors used to wash right out
But now they are a part of me

[Post-Chorus]
I've been searching for a remedy
When all along it's been in front of me
I need you here, I need you now
Right now