Here’s blood on the walls
And there’s blood in these veins
Did you think that anything would change
When you left him to deal with
What you couldn’t handle
Yeah you left him to deal with
What you couldn’t handle
When you grabbed your fathers gun
Slammed the door and locked it up
Pulled the trigger once
But it wasn’t enough
So you pulled it again
And waited for your death
Lock and keys
Will forever be
Embedded in me as something
More beautiful…