These Rotted Roots
It’s been a while
But it’s time for me
To cut this place
Make it bleed
Now you realise
I will arise
Not you and the guys
This is amicide
Now I’m satisfied
Below the surface
The pain will worsen

All my life stuck in these rooms
Surrounded by the toxic fumes
Don’t you love the plastic front
No wonder my tone was always blunt
She’s around your finger
Why not take her out to dinner
This smile on my face isn’t real
I don’t think you know how I feel
Tell me what it’s like
To be so striking
I want to rip that mask off your face
Just to find that nothing changed
When you die by the coast
You'll die by the coast
When you die by the coast
You'll die by the coast

I don’t care about your intelligence
Outside of these walls
You’ll be tortured
Your so-called status
Does not exist
Does not exist
In this life

Cover their eyes
The arrogance
They’re walking blind
Wait a few years
Never will you contribute
To the human race

In your circle
You are relevant
But to me
You’d be better off dead

I don’t care about your intelligence
Outside of these walls
You’ll be tortured
Your so-called status
Does not exist
Does not exist
In this life
When you die by the coast
You'll die by the coast
When you die by the coast
You'll die by the coast

Lost and lonely
Now say thank you
Ignorant child