Verse 1:
Once you slip beneath the cracks
The grief‘s a cult with no way out
There’s a restlessness I had to blame
For the fallout of my doubts
When they say things will get better
Do they choke or cough it out?
Just to think of someone talking
Makes me wanna cut my ears at least
Verse 2:
A dead sight lead your eyes towards nothing
The void is a complex of fear
And we all seem to love it
Well I guess I just can‘t help thе fact that Jesus ate my friends
Is it that why thеy think I‘m a cynic?
Is it that why you all think I’m a cynic?
Once you slip beneath the cracks
The grief‘s a cult with no way out
There’s a restlessness I had to blame
For the fallout of my doubts
When they say things will get better
Do they choke or cough it out?
Just to think of someone talking
Makes me wanna cut my ears at least
Verse 2:
A dead sight lead your eyes towards nothing
The void is a complex of fear
And we all seem to love it
Well I guess I just can‘t help thе fact that Jesus ate my friends
Is it that why thеy think I‘m a cynic?
Is it that why you all think I’m a cynic?
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