Kamp - PURGATORY Lyrics

Felt at the top of my game but I can't follow through with a knife to my veins
Life's got me shackled in chains and I don't got the key, so I'm bound to the grave
Fair game, didn't play it straight
But there ain't no rules in a give or take
So I'm bloody new on a clean slate
With my faux pas on a bright day
Storm chasing at the kickback
Man, its been a while since I kicked back
Show 'em signs, but they miss that
Had to break 'em off just to hit that
Willing to f*ck over everything
Give up on trying for anything
Know I'm not worth it for anything
I'm telling you f*ck you for everything

Take me for what you want
Wasted breath talking
It seems like we fell out, yeah
We're unbound

All of my dreams, nightmares
Satan really don't fight fair
Purgatory keeping me chained
Chained to the crosses I bare
All this time finding myself
You were never really even there
All this time wandering hell
You never really even cared
All of my dreams, nightmares
Satan really don't fight fair
Purgatory keeping me chained
Chained to the crosses I bare
All this time finding myself
You were never really even there
All this time wandering hell
You never really even cared

Thinking back on those lonely nights
Pray to God, but I'd get no answer
Go outside, I can hear the whispers
Time will heal, but it's still the winter
Why'd you do it, why'd you leave me alone
I'm frozen in my own damn house
But this ain't home
And I don't know what to do
So help me
Better days are ahead, or so they tell me
But it's true
Leave the past in the past, don't forget tho
Climbing up the mountain, not there yet tho
But we climbing
Growing everyday, at least I'm trying
So thinking back on those lonely nights
I thank my mom, she my only light
We reminiscing on them lonely times
And thanking God that we all alright

All of my dreams, nightmares
Satan really don't fight fair
Purgatory keeping me chained
Chained to the crosses I bare
All this time finding myself
You were never really even there
All this time wandering hell
You never really even cared
All of my dreams, nightmares
Satan really don't fight fair
Purgatory keeping me chained
Chained to the crosses I bare
All this time finding myself
You were never really even there
All this time wandering hell
You never really even cared

I can't wait

I believe that we are constantly finding ourselves and perfecting who we want to be based on the present
Every version of yourself is a draft
And therefore serves as it's own sole purpose of creating who you are going to be
I think that you need to make mistakes
You need to have those flaws, you need to lose yourself
Not once, not twice
But frequently

I can't wait no more, no more, no more on you
Baby
I can't wait no more, no more, no more on you
On you
I can't wait no more, no more, no more on you
On you, on you
I can't wait no more, no more on you
On you, on you, on you, you, you, you