It's hard to explain this one.
It was hard enough writing it.
Enjoy it and figure out what YOU think it's about.
Lyrics
Through the scars on your face
leading veins to your brain
I think, I feel
a similarity.
blackened hearts are the saints
in this upside down game
you child, you left
repeating old steps
pulling darts out the board
while the shape of the walls
disintegrets....
wipes your innocence.
press down the button
Ill never...
press down the button
Ill never...
affirmation of kill
assertation of thrill
you sell, your own
I sell, my own
resting palms on the dash
grinding teeth through the crash
we float, without
neccesary straps
Through the scars on your face
leading veins to your brain
I think, I feel
a similarity.
press down the button
Ill never...
press down the button
Ill never...