Dead Weight from Self War by Cold Shoulder
Tracklist
| 3. | Dead Weight | 2:54 |
Lyrics
Ruminating over every mistake
Every burning disassociate
All the evidence that wouldn't add up
The stranger in yourself whoís arms'at you cut
The voice you buried in the back of your mind.
Is nothing of the supernatural divine.
Every moment that your hands had been tied
Appending to conventions of your ego-fucking-suicide
Oh, there was blood in the antidote,
It corroded the flesh of my desperate throat.
As we renew our delusions of god
We accept the complexity seen through the fog.
I'm as empty as
the vials of cyanide,
I'm Losing myself to the poison inside.
Ruminating over every mistake
Every burning disassociate
All the evidence that wouldnít add up
The stranger in yourself whoís arms'at you cut
The voice you buried in the back of your mind.
Is nothing of the supernatural divine.
Every moment that your hands had been tied
Appending to conventions of your ego-fucking-suicide
I've spent too long
suspended in this illusion
I'm severing all of my ties.
I see it all with a new set of eyes,
Its nothing of the supernatural divine,
I wish you well, hope you live well and fine,
When you're stuck with operators of the suicide hotline.
The voice you buried in the back of your mind.
Is nothing of the supernatural divine
I wish you well, hope you live well and fine,
Committing Ego-fucking-suicide
