You wanted everything. You got it You got it. Your soul departed.
Ready to die instead. Surrender was days away. Or not, I guess.
This lonely place, time expires at a snail's pace.
Taking the long way home, rudderless.
Thread the needle, inches from death.
Taking the long way down to Sassaquin to sweat the fever out.
Then you got back from hell and brought it back with you.
Every move is suspect, another crack in the division bell.
"These things take time. You need to be patient."
As I'm pulling my legs off of spiders.
It's all talk, it's all excuses. I'm put to the test when you take flight
Always blaming someone. Don't blame me.
You're staying off of it, you honest-to-god it.
Now you're back where you started.
In the bathroom hiding.
Thought I was blinded, I did nothing about it
It's always you just got out.
Your life's struggle but I can't shut my mouth.
If this town's your highness, this time let it be me asking for the bullet between the king's eyes.
Then you got back from hell and brought it back with you.
Every move is suspect, another crack in the division bell.
Sayin' "These things take time. You need to be patient."
As I'm pulling my legs off of spiders.
You see me talking, but it's just sentences.
I put to the death my own advice.
Always blaming someone. Don't blame me. I blame myself.
I see so much of myself in you. Always blaming someone. Don't blame me.
I blame myself, for nothin'.