Lungs Video (MV)

You disfigured me
So seamlessly
Seamstress of sorrow
Haven't you got a heart
For me to borrow
Borrow

There's no poison in the water
There's no chemical in the trails
No obsession with throwing you
Or your people off the rails
It's a crime of omission they care not about your being
Nor what any portion of your third eye is seeing
It's only disposition paranoia and intentions
Causing shadows in the dark
To stage late-night interventions
It's only disposition paranoia and intentions
Causing shadows in the dark
To stage late-night interventions
Polite turns political a fight turns physical
I say it doesn't matter we can't change it brother
Different types of brainwashed we turn against each other
Different types of brainwashed we turn against each other
You retort with f*ck the system down with them the time has come
I consider your point of view but reality I'm numb
We can't take down the power so we work with what we have
They aren't trying to kill us they just care about themselves
Can you live with such a theory, no target on your back
Can you live with such a theory, I think you're f*ckin' whack
Can you live with such a theory, no target on your back
I call you out, I call you out, I call you

You disfigured me
So seamlessly
Seamstress of sorrow
Haven't you got a heart
For me to borrow
Borrow

All I yearn for is to f*cking burn
Feel the smoke fill my lungs
And Cancer line my gums
My hands are shaking and I can't put my thumb on the underlying issues of inadequacy
It's maddening, I'm blabbering haphazardly engaging in my
Vices to the point of crisis and blood shoots beneath my eyelids
Self-inflicted violence occurs in silence,
Isolation incubates misery through my iris like a virus
Seamstress of sorrow