Die. Cry. Hate. Video (MV)

Every day something new sacrifice the old you
Every day something new sacrifice the old you
Every day something new sacrifice the old you
Every day is something new
I took a walk
Took their advice with a grain of salt
And still the air it felt so stale, so false
Twice regurgitated, lined in chalk
I can't help thinking that I'm next

My severed head, it tells me
That I should go find myself
A deeper hole to bury itself in
Or a closer seat near the door
In case this whole place is rigged to blow

My better half tells me that I have a way with words
A sword I used to write your epitaph
But now it seems that blade has turned on me
And yet I turn it in my back like a key
Will I feel it more or less?

I cant help thinking it gets worse
I cant help thinking it gets worse
Maybe it's time to shave off the curse
For those who can't help but help themselves
To fully dissolve and reimburse

We'll make it rain with love
Relentless everlasting sacrifice be gone
Be kind, to care for those you can't afford to hate or know
We'll make it rain
Make it rain, make it reign in love