I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
Helen lost her temper, .45 and six times ' bang, the thunder rumbled in her hand. She said dig yourself a hole, and then she shook her head and looked him straight into the eyes. `Cause heaven holds a place for he who shuts his fuckin' mouth before he speaks... Don't you think it's funny how the world protects you `til you find it's chokin' on its own lies. And every night the lights go out, you think you're safe until you realise you're strapped down tight. The sour stench of cigarettes and alcohol and noone reaches out to catch you when you fall. With every question covert accusations of a self-inflicted victim situation. `Cause a good dog never bites the hand that feeds, a bastard never speaks his name...So starve and paint your faces and your grins will pass for smiles as long as noone stops to look.
Just show some teeth and show some skin, you're only worth the price of sin. And noone cares to share the blame ' you're on your own. Dress to please, to keep the peace, you let it slide a million times - now shut your pretty mouth - Noone cares about this. Noone cares about this anyway. Noone cares about this. Noone cares about this anyway, you're all the same...
We treat it like a stupid game contained within a silent frame of guilt and shame. Carve the fear into our souls and wear it like a tombstone dressed in rags. And every scar you leave behind heals over, but the memories of the pain itself remains. Basted in the daily bread we share until it runs like poison in our veins. We act it out like firearms in schoolyards, leave a trail of dead hopes behind. And I can't reconsil e with this, sometimes I wish I'd slit my wrists and disconnect. `Cause living with this graded sense of emptiness is hardly worth its name.
Just show some teeth and show some skin, you're only worth the price of sin. And noone cares to share the blame - you're on your own. Dress to please, to keep the peace, you let it slide a million times - now shut your pretty mouth - Noone cares about this. Noone cares about this anyway. Noone cares about this. Noone cares about this anyway, you're all the same...
Just show some teeth and show some skin, you're only worth the price of sin. And noone cares to share the blame ' you're on your own. Dress to please, to keep the peace, you let it slide a million times - now shut your pretty mouth - Noone cares about this. Noone cares about this anyway. Noone cares about this. Noone cares about this anyway, you're all the same...
We treat it like a stupid game contained within a silent frame of guilt and shame. Carve the fear into our souls and wear it like a tombstone dressed in rags. And every scar you leave behind heals over, but the memories of the pain itself remains. Basted in the daily bread we share until it runs like poison in our veins. We act it out like firearms in schoolyards, leave a trail of dead hopes behind. And I can't reconsil e with this, sometimes I wish I'd slit my wrists and disconnect. `Cause living with this graded sense of emptiness is hardly worth its name.
Just show some teeth and show some skin, you're only worth the price of sin. And noone cares to share the blame - you're on your own. Dress to please, to keep the peace, you let it slide a million times - now shut your pretty mouth - Noone cares about this. Noone cares about this anyway. Noone cares about this. Noone cares about this anyway, you're all the same...
Lyrics submitted by lookingfordolving
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