Becoming The Memory
Royal Coda
3:44Here I'll remain just for a while Walking aimless desire I don't need your mind To dream about what could've been It's all asinine I'm leaning towards anything else I finally hit the bottom of the well Might as well Why does living always feel like dying Why does giving always seem like trying It's too hard being hard Is it worth it at all Is it worth it at all I try to step out And think for myself for once But which voice do I listen to Cut it out of yourself Cut it out, cut it out Omit the things that you hate Cut it out, cut it out I detest this thought, just this thought I never mentioned this before Black teeth fade, pools salivate Until the bluntness fades From the mother I know When she lays against landscape And falls in place And the love light cannot grow You remind me of her When she degrades herself You remind me of her Cut it out of yourself Cut it out, cut it out Omit the things that you hate Cut it out, cut it out I detest this thought, just this thought I never mentioned this before Cut it out of yourself Cut it out, cut it out Omit the things that you hate Cut it out, cut it out I detest this thought, just this thought I never mentioned this before The innocence of the sheep and the flock Been picked off one by one The innocence of the sheep and the flock Been picked off one by one The innocence of the sheep and the flock Been picked off one by one The innocence of the sheep and the flock Been picked off one by one The innocence of the sheep and the flock Been picked off one by one The innocence of the sheep and the flock