Don't Need Your Help

Lyrics: Blaythe Steuer/Duncan Newey Music: Blaythe Steuer/Duncan Newey Atonement It beckons, a wounded foal It cries for the mother No comfort, the wind blows It feels like shards of glass Chewing on the end Accepting the path and the blood that flows A man cannot atone for the sin of the father Tight chest, short of breath, it grows and grows and grows Drown in the dark, struggle in the chill Smothering myself until my guts start to spill What the **** can I do? Chained to the bottom of the lake Lungs full of water, they ache and ache Pain in my chest ****ed as it may seem, don't hold me culpable for the deepest, darkest deeds Pain in my chest, need to decompress I accept the sin of the father No hatred in my heart And I condemn the progenitor Tear out the ****ing tongue Tend your own flock, the starving wolf knocks Killing the progenitor to stunt the father's sins Amid a bed of death, I witness the vultures closing in Blood-soaked redemption It beckons, a wounded foal It cries for the mother No comfort, the wind blows It feels like shards of glass Chewing on the end Accepting the path and the blood that flows A man cannot atone for the sin of the father Tight chest, short of breath, it grows and grows and grows Drown in the dark, struggle in the chill Smothering myself until my guts start to spill Don't want your ****ing thoughts Don't need your help While you keep looking down on us, we do it by ourselves Don't want your ****ing thoughts Don't need your help While you keep looking down on us, we do it by ourselves Don't need your help Don't need your help Don't need your help Don't need your help Don't need your help Don't need your help