Harrow
If I lived alone
Living in "sin"
I wouldn't know
Where to begin
Scratching at the walls, tearing through the dirt
Nails buried deep in the ground
I lift up my body and failing to stand
I fall with a smile as the struggle ends
Content in my defeat, swallowed whole
I am a statement, that digests over time
No luxury for me, senses hold
I grip my skull to clear your name from my mind
The last convulsion as I let go
With open eyes I realize
Everyone forgets sometimes
Everyone forgets themselves
Everybody battles with time
As we lose we cry "at least I tried"
Nothing is worth it unless it swallows you whole
Nothing is worth it unless it consumes you whole
I hope it's worth it
Deep inside our fickle skulls we leave footsteps
And bury answers in the walls
Choking young lungs (tight in it's grip)
The discovery saves us from ourselves
Save us from ourselves