You're Listening to a Dead Man Speak

They say true understanding only comes when you're alone. Well here you'll find me standing lacerated to the bone.

I'm lacerated to the bone. I never learn from my mistakes.

I should have kept my distance, should have left well enough alone, now I watch you feed me the last remnants of my soul.

I'm lacerated to the bone. I never learn from my mistakes.

From your mouth I watch your words escape, from the ground I watch you walk away.

I'm lacerated to the bone. I crawl across this concrete floor. I hear me say, I should have known. I've seen this happen all before. I'm breathing in this vacant hole where no one comes & no one knows.

I should have seen the weeping walls & closed my ears to desperate thoughts & now I'm breathing in the cold, hushed in a corner far from hope. A headcrush man with hopeless fears. I should have known to leave this place, this bitter air this vacant space. I should have left without a trace.

I should have run when you touched me, a perfect touch laced with defeat. A single touch to make me weak. You're listening to a dead man speak. I never learned from my mistakes. You're listening to a dead man speak. I never learned from my mistakes. You're listening to a dead man speak. I should have fucking known.

You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.