I am sick of this place of death
And you know the pessimistic bend
Separate skin from the bone
Like a schizophrenic with a blade
Mapping out reminders of just how much I can take
My shoulders take the weight
In my blood and through my veins
Now there's nothing left that you can take away from me
Because I've seen it before
So don't you ever underestimate me
Turn my head and bite my tongue
Spitting blood on my pre-determined grave
My shoulders take the weight
In my blood and through my veins
Now there's nothing left that you can take away from me
In my blood and through my veins
Now there's nothing left, nothing left that you can take from me
That can't be washed away
It breeds while we're asleep
We seek the spirit's truth
Turning the other cheek to see a world broken, lost and vain
How can you ever look at someone else the same way?
Then we can share the weight
In my blood and through my veins
Now there's nothing left that you can take away from me
In my blood and through my veins
Now there's nothing left, nothing left that you can take from me