Take it back, I know it's your knife in my spine,
So lick my wounds, spit your fire to cauterize.
Lie to me, tell me I'm finally home;
Lie with me, let me feel your bones.
Through the cracks, you let me slip right through your palms,
Into your veins, but your crimson river wasn't warm.
So lie to me, tell me I'm finally home;
Lie with me, let me pick apart your bones.
I'm terrified, you plucked all of my feathers,
So when I try to fly, I'll fall into your arms.
And I'm terrified, these stains on my hands will always be seen,
Though I rinsed them in holy waters, I know I will never be clean.
I tried to cough up my guilt before it spilled down my throat,
But the pride in my blood wouldn't allow me to choke.
Now I'm filled to the brim with a constant reminder,
I'm tainted with answers you'll never inquire.
And I think it's time for me to give up the ghost,
Cause I don't feel welcome inside of these bones.
I think it's time that you found a new host,
leave this vessel by whatever means.
Tear right through my paper skin,
Rip me limb from limb.
released February 23, 2014
Recorded by: Ryan Youmans
Mastered by: Dollhouse Productions
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