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Like Moths To Flames

Do Not Resuscitate

 

Do Not Resuscitate

(album: Pure Like Porcelain - 2021)


Ruin me
If I've become the disease
Shed this skin to ruin me
If it could take the pain that I've caused
Don't resuscitate the life that I lost

These intricate lies
Blurring the boundaries
Am I a flawed design
This delicate balance to hang by a thread
Knowing I'm out of time

Find me hollowed out
Never making a sound
Just a face in the background
Why do I tell myself that I don't deserve this hell
When it was made for no one else?

Hard to see whatever lies ahead
Below the bitterness I can't remember
How to feel like I'm not to blame
Healing the hate in me
I swore to God I'd change
The signs never came, only rain
When all of this decays
I'll be healing the hate in me

Find me hollowed out
In the deep with all my skeletons
Carve these words into the bone
So you can read them again
When I'm gone, who will remember me?

Find me on the shelf
Flew too close to the sun
Never asking for help
When I'm gone, who will remember me?

Ruin me
If I've become the disease
Shed this skin to ruin me
If it could take the pain that I've caused
Don't resuscitate the life that I lost

Hard to see whatever lies ahead
Below the bitterness I can't remember
How to feel like I'm not to blame
Healing the hate in me
I swore to God I'd change
The signs never came, only rain
When all of this decays
I'll be healing the hate in me

If the good die young
Does that mean I wasn't good enough?

Die young!

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