Thieves

Stripped down, emptied, left with nothing

What the fuck did we work for?

To be taken. castrated.

I would give anything just to know your name

So i can have my part in your fall

I really just want to take back what's mine

But what goes will come around to you.

As i walk into an empty room

Struck by an instant heart beat

I feel the impending sense of doom

Weigh down upon me

I need a name along with a face

To displace the outrage

When nobody knows a goddamn thing

It's time to realize we're fucked

It's hard when there's no solution and we try to face the world with broken limbs

If and when you're found then you'll be the one

Then you will be the one to be left without a single fucking thing

I'm falling to the ground

And i'm feeling sick

But really we are the ones who have been taken for our everything

A berren sentiment of hopelessness attacks me

Caving in my brain amazed it happened to me

And the stress that follows is the part that really is tearing a hole inside of me.

I try to look ahead for some sort of resolve, but while they are still breathing then the problem can never be solved.

Defenseless, helpless can't stop thinking about taking my vengeances

Can't believe that we were the ones dealt this. numb to the world, feeling senseless.

I guess i just accept the beating and try to forget this, and it's not my fault but i still regret it.

It's not about pity and aggression

Numb to the world and feeling senseless

When you break your fucking back for some asshole to walk off with your life

It is har to see the fucking point. i try to be productive but

I can't escape the animosity

Consumed with daydreams of cranial departure. i want to smash your fucking face

So this is to whoever you are, i hope that it was worth it

So this is to whoever you are, i'll sleep with one eye open for you

This is to whoever you are... fuck you.