The Greater Cause

(альбом: Exposition III - 2020)

Sentiment sediment
Along the skin
Batter it, better it
Stain the canvas razor thin
Open it, open it
I didn't look, I never noticed
Better now, huh? Better? No
A leisured lesion bleeds

So...

Hey there, are the scars I see self-inflicted?
Do you carve yourself to be vindictive?

Forbidden sleeves in the summer
Cover the marks therapy invokes
Spar with the wrist like an alpha
Pressure to know the shame stuck in your throat, yeah

Your eyes are dark and dangerous
And now I notice that
You're wanting to erase yourself
I think I know but ask myself still...

Hey there, are the scars I see self-inflicted?
Do you carve yourself to be vindictive?
And I wonder how you could do it...
Does the laceration free the rot within?

I'm dying to view again
I'm dying to be let in
I'm dying to understand

I want to see (I want to see)
The greater cause (the greater cause)
The way you cope (the way you cope)
Will leave a mark

Hey there, are the scars I see self-inflicted?
Do you carve yourself to be vindictive?
And I wonder how you could do it...
Does the laceration free the rot within?