[Intro]
There's a cure for being myself
Rolling up the walls, inevitable withdrawal
The gift of aching, never feeling
Craving, never feeding
Aging, erasing
Cultivating the lonely
Is that the curtain closing? An abbot of sorrow
It is in our house now, it is in our home
[Pre-Chorus]
Fixation never fading
Earth still burns
[Chorus]
Will the longing ever cease?
Stagger lucid through the streets
There's a way in the story
A moth to his flame, a pin in its wings
Contemplate, curse, beg
Masturbate the pain away
It's just lust, love's what he craves
In a house built upon the saddest of sorries
Will the longing ever cease?
Stagger lucid through the streets
There's a way in the story
A moth to his flame, a pin in its wings
Contemplate, curse, beg
Masturbate the pain away
It's just lust, love's what he craves
In a house built upon the saddest of sorries
[Post-Chorus]
Sometimes we just get it wrong
Always alone, always alone
Sometimes we just get it wrong
Always alone, always alone
[Refrain]
Peel away
Hate, grace
Hearts stop
Run dry
[Bridge 1]
Nothing ends, nothing fucking ends
Nothing ends, nothing ever ends
[Refrain]
Peel away
Hate, grace
Hearts stop
All is undone
[Pre-Breakdown]
(Peel away, hate and grace)
(Peel away, hate and grace)
Not withholding (Peel away)
Not accepting (Hate and grace)
This is thirst (Peel away)
This is always (Hate and grace)
Not withholding (Peel away)
Not accepting (Hate and grace)
This is thirst (Peel away)
This is always (Hate and grace)
[Breakdown]
Nothing ends, nothing ever ends
Nothing ends, nothing ever ends
Nothing ends, nothing ever ends
Nothing ends, nothing ever ends
[Bridge 3]
The gift of aching, never feeling
Craving, never feeding
The gift of aching, never feeling
Unaccepting, prayer sheets, wounds and nails
[Outro]
I honestly thought things would be better
I don't like who I am
I honestly thought things would matter
I don't like who I am
I honestly thought things would be better
I don't like who I am
I honestly thought things would matter
I don't like who I am