Saving Grace

born alone, i'm always trying and failing

to escape the slowly sinking feeling

i have worn like a weighted crown of thorns

can we share this burden of being born alone?

we fucking die alone

no words can change what's written in stone

so i fall, fall down to my knees

oh god save me from the hands of my fellow man

but no one can save me from this path i've chosen now

to leave those empty words behind, i can't be saved

crashing bores and lifeless whores, all that surrounds

and the hunter becomes the hunted down, trust in doubt

trust in nothing but a reckless abandon

and the hunter becomes the hunted down, so save yourself

and if you spit, i'll swallow every bitter taste

buried so deep inside of me

this sovereign heart is my saving grace

could never be a part of something more

could never be a part of something worth dying for

and i'll live a life that doesn't mean anything

break the cycle, break those chains

but when i die, you'll sing songs that don't mean anything

break the cycle, break the chains

we all die alone