My Untold Apocalypse (Live On 88.9 WERS-Boston)

I got out of the bed when I realized the truth
The bonfire in the center of the living room
The magnetic excite of a week from another life
Was shattered by the death of two years, better not to hide
Broken, I let go, the silence has begun
I walked into this dirt pile, this coffin
So all that wasted fucked up and nailed down
You suffocate on words I've spoken
Shut down and choked out, your life so broken
And you're so fucking

To me, your life, I'm fucking taking back to me
Your life, I'm fucking taking back to me
Your life, I'm fucking taking back to me
Your life, I'm fucking taking back

You're just a canteen, a fool to nourish
You keep falling back to your office
You'll never drag me down there with you
Coco is laughing at this tragedy that you've created
So young and rotten, your beauty bled
Your body weakened

To me, your life, I'm fucking taking back to me
Your life, I'm fucking taking back to me
Your life, I'm fucking taking back to me
Your life, I'm fucking taking back

I'm fucking taking back
I'm fucking taking back
I'm fucking taking back
I'm fucking taking back

Always today, there's a sense of a little more
I'm still sick, crawling across the floor of my life
I'm waiting to be a pus-cured and blood-scared disease
At the end of parasites