Torment

I don't regret time I spent spilling problems down my neck Blood of christ gone straight To my head likeminded negative influences You've probably heard it before but I'll say it again I'll put my trust in poison The smoke signals, it's time for change The smoke signals, will you rescue me We're all fathers to a grave, we'll kill ourselves in our own way And mothers to a faith that let's us learn from our mistakes We'll always just remain the serving saviours off our nose To spite our face Still I'm no better off than I was Still at the bottom no matter how high We are still at the bottom no matter how high The smoke signals, as I lay below The smoke signals, tearing at my throat and I'm spitting blood Won't rest compulsive, dependant on delusion I'm getting tired of the same excuses I set myself to self destruct because the truth hurts too much I'll sleep in recovery Facing the devils smile Still I'm no better off than I was Still at the bottom no matter how high A heart full of love that I lost A hand full of hope that'll get me by All our needs will fade, we'll sleep in recovery Suffer to save This is my request for forgiveness My blood has spilled I confessed to my demons And they don't regret a fucking thing --- Torment - While She Sleeps