Dirty wax under blistering sun
The hanging rope is the place I run
False hope
Crooked knives finding holes to fill
Drawing lines to connect what's real
I died in a house of secret sins
In dreams I flee but the serpent wins
Done all the drugs but these bones don't heal
They only love what you can't conceal inside
Another hole to fill with lust
Heart beats and bleeds and feeds distrust
Another god for the gold to plate
Another drug for the heart to stray
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Tin gods in the furnace of self
I only scream because there is no help down here
Run wild in these angry hands
Swallowed whole by the cage I planned
It's death in the house of deity
Bow down I drown in a sea of me
Swallowed whole by the shame I hide
The way I feel has destroyed my life
I tried
But they all want to bury me
This dirt, this desert is hell to me
More wrath just fill my cup
Here's to death, here's the end I've had enough
More wrath just fill my cup
Here's to death, here's the end I've had enough
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
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Dirty wax under blistering sun
The hanging rope is the place I run
False hope
Crooked knives finding holes to fill
Drawing lines to connect what's real
I died in a house of secret sins
In dreams I flee but the serpent wins
Done all the drugs but these bones don't heal
They only love what you can't conceal inside
Another hole to fill with lust
Heart beats and bleeds and feeds distrust
Another god for the gold to plate
Another drug for the heart to stray
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Tin gods in the furnace of self
I only scream because there is no help down here
Run wild in these angry hands
Swallowed whole by the cage I planned
It's death in the house of deity
Bow down I drown in a sea of me
Swallowed whole by the shame I hide
The way I feel has destroyed my life
I tried
But they all want to bury me
This dirt, this desert is hell to me
More wrath just fill my cup
Here's to death, here's the end I've had enough
More wrath just fill my cup
Here's to death, here's the end I've had enough
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
The hanging rope is the place I run
False hope
Crooked knives finding holes to fill
Drawing lines to connect what's real
I died in a house of secret sins
In dreams I flee but the serpent wins
Done all the drugs but these bones don't heal
They only love what you can't conceal inside
Another hole to fill with lust
Heart beats and bleeds and feeds distrust
Another god for the gold to plate
Another drug for the heart to stray
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Tin gods in the furnace of self
I only scream because there is no help down here
Run wild in these angry hands
Swallowed whole by the cage I planned
It's death in the house of deity
Bow down I drown in a sea of me
Swallowed whole by the shame I hide
The way I feel has destroyed my life
I tried
But they all want to bury me
This dirt, this desert is hell to me
More wrath just fill my cup
Here's to death, here's the end I've had enough
More wrath just fill my cup
Here's to death, here's the end I've had enough
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Is there any hope left in me
Is there any hope left for me
Writer: Nathan Phillips
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