Make it holy
Lose the only hope we ever had to die young
And fucked up in all the good times
Father told me how to make it holy
So he's suffocating my beliefs
Makes it look so easy
Repeat the phrase
I don't know how to say
Another day in this room
Scattered thoughts then pursue
And I can't go at this alone
I know this
I stood there for an hour more
Should have left
I did before
I wait for the day for you
Do it yourself and make the best defense
Even if you try to take the little things
That drag you down and lock you up inside
We are the greatest thieves
I'm sick of writing
I'm out of words these days
I gave up trying
I should have walked away