Grim Indiana Youth On Repeat
We still carry this human weight
Searching for warmth to extinguish the darkness
Inside of me
I only found temporary relief
Satan lives in that bottle and he sparks the blush in those little rose cheeks
I'll never find my place
A culture of escape has got its nails in my back
Awake but never more far away
My high spirits never solved a single thing
Feeling like the poison was me and only me
We still carry this human weight
Searching for warmth to extinguish the darkness
Inside of me
It's getting too much to take
Satan lives in that bottle and he sparks the blush in those little rose cheeks
Cold nights spent on your own
I crept into your arms
Your softly whispered broken home
Slowly building comfort in your pain
And in vain I tried to take, take, take
To feel the sting of when it gives away
One day I'll probably find myself
I will be too god damn far gone from help
I'm gonna break
Counting 1, 2, 3 breathe
I'm a slave to these things
They're only momentary
So much talk of make and mend
