156/Silence - The Wrong Sense lyrics

Some things one just can’t accept
Out of my mind
I just can't get this off my chest
I’ve been walking a fine
Line between this life
And death cause it isn’t enough for me
I want to rest with
The fucking obsession seething
I’m infected but the rest don’t see
Me in a better perception
I wonder if I’ll ever
Be worth the remembrance
Our remnants of memories fade away
I look around and wonder if I’ll ever manage
To say that we have always portrayed
A sense of elation just to be a
Withering case of loss and frustrations
Riddled with a splintering hate for
All that we’ve made
I just want to take out my
Gun and pick out my grave
I feel like I’m the conflict and
The resolution is a coffin
So I just might choose this as I
Poison blood and blackout my lungs
I’m used to always feeling disgust
It’s love and it’s lust
For everything that seeps into cuts
And fractures me numb
It never ends up being enough
It’s never enough to ease
The fucking stress over
The things that’ll lead me to my end
There’s a handful of songs about
Death stuck in my head
And I’ll sing them on repeat
For wrongs I’ve caused
This dread is a head full
Of hatred for everybody

I’ll cut out the insides to fill the
Void with sin so the knife
Doesn’t deal me to loneliness and senseless
Involvement in your devolving personal agenda
The culprit is the compulsion
Lesser known to those of good fortunes
Life is abortion
Can’t you tell the temptation forces us
To ignore this imminent destruction
That we’ve misconstrued as an abundance
Of the tried and true
Tell me, is this all that’s worth it?
Everything warping
Trenching through the marshes and corpses
Sinking the war ships
Tearing out the roots from the sources
Crushing the courses
Humbly, the parasites dormant rose to
The surface only to
Combust with all these grievances
And all my shortfalls

I’ll cut out the insides to
Fill the void with sin
So the knife doesn’t deal
Me to loneliness and
I wonder who will find me
Swimming with fish in
A river of faces that scowl upon me
I’ll stumble through night lights
In hopes of finding
This unattainable love for the life before me
I’ll stay on the dark side so I don’t have to
Face anyone who can’t see
Through me anymore and
I’m done running from myself and
Every one of my problems
I’ve gone over this enough and I
Still haven’t thought of one good
Reason or excuse for you to
Use your last wish on my betterment
My conscience is but a vat of
Empty promises that weigh upon me

Surrendering everything

Tell me, is this all that’s worth it now?