The Very Existance - Ferium

Sick to my fucking stomach

is the feeling that i had for those second chances

The shit you scrape from the bottom of your shoe

is the same thing that kept you stepping back on it

You let it grow

You let it in

You fought it once

And you fought it again

A feeling that kept your true family away

The stain that had it all figured it out for you

This thing that made us feel like shit

Chin up — Face down

Fingers crossed — is this luck?

Luck, has always been on the side of the two faced, for too long

One face for pride,

One to just run and hide

The stain you knew was wrong

Fed you the alibi

Chin up-face down

Fingers crossed

This is luck.

Being trustworthy was never on your bright side

Never

Dellusional hypocrytical maniac, a psycho with disguise of the wise

The shit you scrape from the bottom of your shoe

is the same shit that kept you stepping back on it

You let it grow

You let it in

You fought it once

And you fought it again

The feeling that led you’re true family astray

Learn to be more then you were

Fucking Child — A Mood killer

Listen — Eyes shut

Same routine — Everyday life

Listen — Eyes shut