The People in the Attic - Ice Nine Kills

It’s difficult in times like these: ideals,

dreams and cherished hopes rise within us,

only to be crushed by grim reality

(These are the words that set me free)

We are the last of what used to be

Every breath, every moment

They’re getting closer and closer to me

Stripping my dignity with every brick as it’s broken

Stealing hope from my whole family

Lights out

The path that God has lit grows ever darker

But my faith goes further now

I didn’t want to be a fucking martyr

But I can’t put my pen down

I stare through the cracks of my life in slow motion

As my world crumbles down around me

I write the words that set me free

Always glued to the radio

Getting lost in the static as the attic is taking its toll

Can’t we all just go?

I’m fucking sick of the inside

We’re alive yet deprived and alone but never on our own

Alive yet deprived and alone but never on our own

I stare through the cracks of my life in slow motion

As my world crumbles down around me

I write the words that set me free

These are the words that set me free

These are the words that set me free, yeah

I stare through the cracks of my life in slow motion

As my world crumbles down around me

I write the words that set me free

These are the words that set me free

These are the words that set me free, yeah