Down In The Mouth
de Excide
I spit at the wheel of the means that brought me here
The engine run cold, I've not a reason to care
I'm feeling down in the mouth, denied resolve and my north star fell south
Old habits die hard, a cynic dies harder
I'm made to burn for you
No matter what you say, you pave a path that leads all astray
One last wish for your bullet to miss
The target the size of the world, the path true as sin
Denied resolve
Collapse it all
Made to burn
Awake, a grace's hope I'll change
Martyred, desolate
Down and out again
Crawl to find the end
Made to burn for you
A severed hope
In spite of pain
To grow from places light can't grace
Another frailty to abstain, in passing moments for always
Down in the mouth
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