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No confidence, it shows.

Self-esteem is so low.

There’s only so much that I know

About myself, it breaks me down and builds me up.

Cast out exhume the wrath, extinguish the past.

Extrude addictive little demons, yeah, cut the rope.

Blackened soul it starts to glow

River of life it starts to show

Seeking to devour me you start to show the fear

River of life it flows on back to me.

Cast out, exhume the wrath,

Extinguish the past.

Extrude addictive little demons yeah, cut the rope.

Cut it!

Cut the rope!

Go! Go! Go!

See at this point

I’m all out of sympathy

For any of this shit that you stress.

It’s just the ways I’ve set aside for success

Are now being put to the test

Man my brother you’ve got me at my,

At my wit’s end.

As far as I can see there’s no contribution

This flock’s gone there’s no one left to attend

No, no, there’s no contribution.

You hold me up to an industry that takes no one home

It lights your fears boils your blood and breaks you down to the bone

So I’m quite sick of the swim I’m in

These war wounds are real and we will never be deceased.

To procrastinate is the norm

These war wounds are real-

My war wounds.

My war wounds!

I’m confused and set aside. Yet the dedication is all for you.

Go ahead, go ahead, toss the blame around.

Would you blame me my brother if I said I was trough?