Hold You Under

I've learned a lot about repentance, a lot about my shame

I felt the dark inside me long before it called my name

I thought my spine was stronger, till my bones began to break

From all the weight of never ending

Hate, hate what I've done

When the floodgates are open and the damage is done

Hate what I've become

The fight forgotten hasn't always been won

I feel the pressure closing in

It weighs on my mind till I start to cave in

Regret is calling out to me

And I'm tired of answering

So sick of searching for a sense of relief

So sick of seeing my conscience as the enemy

So cut me off before it's too late to see

I'll weigh you down till you're sinking with me

Forgiveness never seemed so far

Pick at the scabs enough, soon they turn to scars

I was young and idealistic; that was stripped away by time

And in the end all that was left was

Hate, hate what I've done

When the floodgates are open and the damage is done

The clocks won't stop, the race is already run

I feel the pressure closing in

It weighs on my mind till I start to cave in

Regret is calling out to me

And I'm tired of answering

In a crooked spiral

In a spin that never comes to rest

We turn again, we turn again

In a flame of repentance

We wash away the pain and the regret

We burn again, we burn again

(We burn again)

In a crooked spiral

In a spin that never comes to rest

We turn again, we turn again

In a flame of repentance

In a permanent purgatory

We burn again, we burn

So sick of searching for a sense of relief

So sick of seeing my conscience as the enemy

So cut me off before it's too late to see

I'll weigh you down till you're sinking with me