(breathe the air no one cares, what we have to say, have a taste of industrial waste, doesn’t matter anyway)
I wore my shadow
like a second skin
Threaded by a needle
of my father’s sins
(it’s) Caffeine-stained
Plastered my body
in your cheap ideals
Starved on your praises
chained beneath your heels
ROT ON MY TONGUE
every lie that grows a vine around my throat
(kill yourself, let your lungs decide, listen up to what we say, and you may live another day, its time to blow the smoke away, but you aren't listening anyway)
samples:
kill yourself/just don't care - fresh air
flume - bon iver
extra credits:
Production & Guitar - Villa, Redhead
Background Vocals - Jude Jones