G.U.I.L.T.Y

Suffer as a prisoner inside a guilty brain
Tiny hammers in veins
they're compelling me to crave
If I have to take another visitor I'll brick myself a wall
Bleed into the frame
I've been seeking something pious
to give myself a change
I'm not afraid
of chasing all these dreams away
Nothing you can do about your dreams
You can't deny them
Nothing you can prove because we're all just fiction
I'm not afraid
of chasing all these dreams away
Suffer as a prisoner inside a guilty brain
Tiny hammers in veins
they're compelling me to crave
If I have to take another visitor I'll brick myself a wall
Bleed into the frame
I've been feeling somewhat guilty
I'm not afraid
of chasing all these dreams away