Interpret:

Bleeding Through

Album:

This Is Love, This Is Murderous

midnight, we kill. 
we slaughter the tongue of revolution. 
to our graves, we are marked by the stain of lust. 
how many times can i trust in you, my beloved friend? 


because every time i trust, i lose. 
so i believe in nothing, nothing. 
because of you, 
i still believe in nothing. 
because of you, i still believe in nothing. 
i'll always know my place in this world. 
no longer fit in your fucking world anymore. 
your lust ruins everything. 
like a growing target on my back, 
i feel the knives are chasing. 
see my eyes are no longer blind. 
see my eyes are no longer blind. 
there is a purpose in life today. 


destroying you every step of the way. 
from this point on - no more friends. 
i know my role in this world. 
don't fit in your fucking world. 
this once meant everything to me. 


now another forgotten effigy. 
because only scars remain. 
broken bones form a hope that's been left grey. 
i die every time i hear your fucking name. 
been left grey. been left grey. 
and there is a purpose in life today. 


rise to your feet, as we march to our graves. 
fight back. 
there is a purpose in life today. 
rise to your feet, as we march to our graves. 
i can still feel your thoughts ripping me apart, 
tearing me apart. 
ripping you apart. 
tearing us apart.