Hands Like Houses
Panic
I feel like a worm crawling out of a corpse
I’m twisted by the times that have never been worse
I’m told it’s getting better but I know we’ve been cursed
Now we’re speaking less and we’re burning the earth
Feel the panic
Taste the static around you (drowning)
Body bending back like a Mannequin
Burning through our veins like it’s heroin
Cover up my eyes before I cut them out
Teach me how to breathe, bеfore I start to drown
Keep me on a leash, causе it’s all that I’ve known
Bury me alive, I got nowhere to go
Am I the disease ?
From Letras Mania