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.
Dave
You opened up to me
Confessions in your grieves
You must have brought it on yourself
Because your lying through your teeth
Truth is
Some believe you for a while
Through your sick and twisted smile
But you are no one's friend
You just look out for number one.
Can you feel
My eyes when
They see through
Your shallow
Fucking soul
Tear the threads
Weaved inside
Each man's pride
Guilts a knife
Suicide
Tension builds
My fist clenched
I'll give you
A taste of
Honesty
But who am I
Who are you
I don't care
You're just a disgrace!
All my friends, they’re all in my head
And I don’t know if I’ll see the day
When all of my friends lose fear of themselves
But I don’t give a fuck anyway
‘Cause I’m right here, entrapped in my shell
And I don’t know if I’m getting out
Until the day I realize what life’s about
*Ronda Rousey* "I have this one term for the kind of woman that my mother raised me to not be, and I call it a 'do nothing bitch'."
Make me fries!
*Ronda Rousey* "like the kind of chick that just like tries to be pretty and be taken care of by somebody else. That's why I think that it is hilarious like when the people like say my body looks masculine, or something like that and I'm just like 'listen, just because my body was developed for a purpose other than fucking millionaires doesn't mean it's masculine. I think it is femininely bad-ass as fuck because there is not a single muscle on my body that isn't for a purpose because I'm not a do nothing bitch'."
Trust
Like love, are dangerous roles
There is no way to control
You give it all away
And they try to steal your soul
But you are not my friend
No, you are not my friend
You are not my friend
I fucking should have know better.
I just can't
Wait for the
End of the
Earth, please will
It'll arrive
Sun explodes
Sets me free
My atoms
Somewhere else
Spawn a tree
The black hole
Is the gate
We are sperm
And that is
The order
Don't you try
To tell me
That I'm lucky enough!
All my friends, they’re all in my head
And I don’t know if I’ll see the day
When all of my friends lose fear of themselves
But I don’t give a fuck anyway
‘Cause I’m right here, entrapped in my shell
And I don’t know if I’m getting out
Until the day I realize what life’s about
You opened up to me
Confessions in your grieves
You must have brought it on yourself
Because your lying through your teeth
Truth is
Some believe you for a while
Through your sick and twisted smile
But you are no one's friend
You just look out for number one.
Can you feel
My eyes when
They see through
Your shallow
Fucking soul
Tear the threads
Weaved inside
Each man's pride
Guilts a knife
Suicide
Tension builds
My fist clenched
I'll give you
A taste of
Honesty
But who am I
Who are you
I don't care
You're just a disgrace!
All my friends, they’re all in my head
And I don’t know if I’ll see the day
When all of my friends lose fear of themselves
But I don’t give a fuck anyway
‘Cause I’m right here, entrapped in my shell
And I don’t know if I’m getting out
Until the day I realize what life’s about
*Ronda Rousey* "I have this one term for the kind of woman that my mother raised me to not be, and I call it a 'do nothing bitch'."
Make me fries!
*Ronda Rousey* "like the kind of chick that just like tries to be pretty and be taken care of by somebody else. That's why I think that it is hilarious like when the people like say my body looks masculine, or something like that and I'm just like 'listen, just because my body was developed for a purpose other than fucking millionaires doesn't mean it's masculine. I think it is femininely bad-ass as fuck because there is not a single muscle on my body that isn't for a purpose because I'm not a do nothing bitch'."
Trust
Like love, are dangerous roles
There is no way to control
You give it all away
And they try to steal your soul
But you are not my friend
No, you are not my friend
You are not my friend
I fucking should have know better.
I just can't
Wait for the
End of the
Earth, please will
It'll arrive
Sun explodes
Sets me free
My atoms
Somewhere else
Spawn a tree
The black hole
Is the gate
We are sperm
And that is
The order
Don't you try
To tell me
That I'm lucky enough!
All my friends, they’re all in my head
And I don’t know if I’ll see the day
When all of my friends lose fear of themselves
But I don’t give a fuck anyway
‘Cause I’m right here, entrapped in my shell
And I don’t know if I’m getting out
Until the day I realize what life’s about
Lyrics submitted by NeradoBlack
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