Once Nothing Gunfire Is The Sound Of Freedom
Put me to sleep and let me wake up without a memory
I cannot stand the eyes of judgment staring through me
It's like lead on my chest, concrete around my feet
A sword down my throat, and poison on my tongue
Burn it off, the taste
For too long my teeth kept secrets from escaping my tongue
So bring your scalpels and cut away
I cannot settle for mediocrity; it is a leech
Burn it off
I have no lover, I've buried them all
I sleep on a blood soaked mattress, luke-warm
Stripped away and cast into the fire was my innocence
My reflection such a pale complexion that I hate
I have no lover
