Panic's Noose (A Heart Getting Bruised)


I’m restless
with sickness
mind destroys body with sin
conscience kicks to the chin
lost in your skin

bury me
in this disease
in the sins
in the memories when
we weren’t facing the end
my smiles starting to bend
love is a trend
a loaded friend
a scar on your skin
the hate
hurts to this day

the world is shaking ‘
every bone is breaking
if death is all your making
life is what is taken
sleeping on a blade
in the bed we made
feels like a grave
like a slave
to shame

the using
is so confusing
why are choosing
to keep losing
on my sleeve
my heart bleeds
getting bruised
slowly induced
by panics noose
the begging
Isn’t changing the way we're connecting
a heart getting bruised
Ain’t fit to use


are you honest with yourself
about the love on the shelf
its amazing how
the time is now
victim of blame
It’ll never be the same
righteous heartache
are you going to break
I’m restless
with sickness
mind destroys body with sin
conscience kicks to the chin
lost in your skin
are you born again
are you forsaken
bury me
in this disease
in the sins
in the memories when
we weren’t facing the end
worry oh worry
why are you so blurry

the world is shaking
every bone is breaking
if death is all your making
life is what is taken
sleeping on a blade
in the bed we made
feels like a grave
like a slave
to shame

a heart getting bruised
Ain’t fit to use
 
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