taking back sunday
sad savior
Skin against skin covering bone, the body you're in is aggressively slim. Yeah, you earned the clothes you put on it to cover up where you've been. No leave those scars at home, let them slide down the length of your spine, cross your feet then down past your feet. They slow our momentum each time you're reminded that they're there... You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore. You don't have to pretend to be important anymore. That brooding week, exhumed and removed entombed in a box that's cached across your room. It slows our momentum each time I'm reminded that it's there. Your anxious tongue spills cautious words its gotten so used to being misunderstood. You do your best to control it just remind yourself that you care... Hey sad savior, You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore. "Never, not ever again!" Is what you swore the last time this happened. "Never, not ever again" Are you gonna settle for those bastards? Never not ever again is what you swore...