Hiding
by Swamp Thing· from In Shame
blistered shut, i?ve spat my prayers
lost in thought but still no reason to care
i wish i could find a fucking escape
if i?m hiding or lost don?t find me
in these dreams all my teeth crumble
i?m fighting back the fear but i?m not worth the struggle
lost all control, a puppet hung in strings
an impossible goal of just barely surviving
so the dust collects, and i lose my chance to speak
today i die with debt, tomorrow?s draped in sheets
scream as loud as you can
beat your head into a wall
try and find a reason
and make sense of it all
i screamed as loud as i can
bashed my head onto a wall
couldn?t find a reason
to make sense of it all
i can?t believe everything will work out fine
to trust in god
that bastard fucking hates me
we're all dead in the end
he?s not looking so fight like hell
we're all dust in the end