Your soul is sour
I count the hours until I feel the weight drop from the room
The air is thick, feel fear when you are near
Looming power as your shadow fills the frame
And infection spreads while you're breathing down my neck
Break my heart and disconnect, train my brain to just reject
And now it all seems f*cking clear
You've got respect for yourself
But when my misery is in question, you put me on a shelf
Eradication of a mind
This fixation is a curse
And when you get another chance, you'd better do your worst
Sullen and spent, I feel the tethered rope
Fibers in my eyes, I slowly forfeit hope
Rest assured, I've known of your intent
It's embedded in my brain, from crimes against your threats
Living with your constant abuse
Outcast
Drawing lines to a razor's edge
Can't find compassion in your woeful regrets
You wanted malice at it's best, invoking feelings that I laid to rest
Drawing lines to a razor's edge
Living in a state of regret
Drawing lines to a razor's edge
You've crossed the line, you made your bed