Untitled III

With every breath and every word
We're biting the pins off hand grenades
To clear the things we used to know and throw ourselves in the dark

It drags me closer
It brings me further in again, in again

Tonight we speak in tongues
Tonight we slur our hollow threats
In disarray you'll drag me, drag me further,
Drag me further

Through the mud
And with anything we say
Leading me into a rut
You'll hear I'm sorry

Oh to hell with ourselves
And to hell with our bodies, our heads our brains
Oh to hell with ourselves
And to hell with our bodies, our heads our brains
We'll never see the light of day