By a Thread (I Suspend) - 156/Silence

Fuck what you seem to recall.

Go back to sleep

Ill intentions call me by my first name

Honesty’s deported, everything’s unsorted.

I can’t pretend anything’s on course.

I fail myself

Looking back I forced this on myself.

Remorse is all that I have kept despite

the corpses in my mind

I just suspend

Still withering in this ruin

I forgot to mention that I’ve lost all interest in rebuilding peace

All false idols never know the cost of what you do.

You’ll always just be full

of fucking shit

By a thread, I’m still suspending up

I just wonder, am I moving on?

Still, I’m suspending on the chord I should have cut before with all of my

defiling traits I showed to all of the world

Wishing I could curse this off one someone worse

I wonder if I’ll end up as the first to parish all for nothing but this

I’m crippled with this sense of regret

Time after time, I just can’t fucking stress enough that the blood in me boiled

I fought it off, following nothing.

I felt the cut

Don’t you fucking forget it you cunt

Gasping for air but it won’t fill my fucking lungs

Still I won’t beg for abetment.

Failing to learn, failing to express myself

You just watch off in the background