Misery Relapse - American Standards

With a serpents tongue

Like the iron lung I’m confined to this

I shed my skin

With a sirens kiss

Our mouths closed tight

Oh my friend, the guillotine

Has the harshest bite

But when she’s right

I should of packed my bags

Left my head behind

Cause these thoughts are what keep me up at night

I’ve got this hell to pay

But my pockets have been emptied

Oh, I’ve sang the blues till I was blue in the face

As I delve to new depths

Indebted to each and every breath

Hearts on fire

Sparks fly from my mouth

As Dreams expire

I’m handed my ticket out

These old bones still move

So I’ll sing my discontent

Until my lungs collapse

Break through these concrete hearts

This idea holds no ghost

It’s so easy to drown with this weight at your feet

Hearts on fire

Sparks fly from my mouth

As Dreams expire

I’m handed my ticket out

These old bones still move

So I’ll sing my discontent

Until my lungs collapse

(Hearts on fire)

With heavy hands and a heavy heart

I knew the words but not how to start

So I built my bridge over a lake of fire

So when i fell the crowd could admire

With no urgency in our glare

We found ourselves collapsing into old habits

Dancing with depression and pulling flesh from the bone

May my heartache be your home

And one by one we’ll fall from this cliff

Waiting our turn just because there’s a line

Living life between these blackouts

Oh, how the cockroaches scatter from the light

(With our Hearts on fire)