Left for the vultures alone to rot
Youâre nothing but a shadow of a person that I forgot
A silhouette to remind me of what Iâm not
Youâre just a shade; a duller color than you used to be
Death is a lesson that youâll learn the hard way
Too little too late
Iâll watch you manipulate every beautiful thing youâve seen
Youâre just the scum left underneath
Too little too late
Such a bittersweet way to relive hate
With darker days ahead
Hard to love with a heart thatâs already dead
Born destined for dirt
Truth should hurt
I wish you nothing but the worst
Thereâs no time youâll get back
No matter what you give, when the clock runs out youâll be left to relive all that you tried to hide away
Thereâs no escape from the skeletons you keep in your grave
Too little too late
Iâll watch you manipulate every beautiful thing youâve seen
Youâre just the scum left underneath
Too little too late
Thereâll be no use for a name on your grave
No one will remember you anyway
When fate decides itâs time for you to die
Iâll be the one to pull the noose tight
Death is a lesson that youâll learn the hard way
- :
- The Dying Things We Live For
- An Eye For An Eye
- Fighting Fire With Fire
- Compilation
- Thrown To The Wind
- The Dream Is Dead
- When We Don’t Exist
- Learn Your Place
- Learn Your Place - Single
- Punk Goes Pop, Volume 5
- Punk Goes Pop, Vol. 5
- Punk Goes Pop 5
- Rise 200
- Sweet Talker EP
- Dead Routine
- Sweet Talker
- Nowhere Left To Sink
- Dark Divine
- Empty The Same
- Shallow Truths For Shallow Minds