All Out - Locket

So what’s a brother to do alone

Biting his tongue and nowhere to place his words?

There’s more than two sides when you’re gone

And you weren’t right to think that

We’re both rightfully wrong

Place your feet in something unfamiliar

Is there defeat where you once thought that

All your ills had cures?

This is shifted, twisted

Sickness placed upon your shaky health

Displayed like trophies on a shelf

Yeah, I cheated;

yeah, I stole

I killed something beautiful

Selfishness for selfless sake

The less I give, the more I take

For every lie that I had told

Is one more half-truth that I sold

It’s nothing to be too proud about

But here I am, now it’s all out

It’s nothing to be too proud about

But we’re still here and it’s all out