Lyrics: Taylor Allen/Ethan Sgarbossa/Connie Sgarbossa/Sal Argento
Music: Taylor Allen/Ethan Sgarbossa/Connie Sgarbossa/Sal Argento
self serving relapse, risk over reward,
angel in the thornbush, she dont want a set back,
no solace, in your life.
its a razor in your hand, goddamn
blood soaked fortitude.
your fading with substance and inside a grandiose myth.
insist the solace wont kill you, its sobering
and so it seems we're moving so far away
from thoughts of redemption and choking on words that just fall apart..
so replace the blood in your veins,
we've run dry of this poison,
****.
favor no solution, aim for the same conclusion,
jealous of the dead all for a poetic end.
i dont need a reason i dont want to hear it,
just shut your eyes,
lay down with the recourse bleeding out is my choice,
i dont need a reason i dont want to hear it,
strutting down the razors edge dont lose your balance