Keep sitting in the search, curse reverses again
God's haunting you
If you'd rather be insane, I'd rather be in flames, fuck it
It's just the way it goes
When there's no getting better
The sick and twisted gather
A pound of flesh turns gold
You said it yourself
This heaven's a hell
I can't believe this is happening
It's not good that we dwell
It just doesn't sit well
You know I'll never be the same
You know I'll never be the same
Weep, cry, looking up, in and out of your burns
God's haunting you
It's so heavy, yes, the crown
All the weight keeps beating you down
It's just the way it's sold
When there's no getting better
The sick and twisted gather
A pound of flesh turns gold
You said it yourself
This heaven's a hell
I can't believe this is happening
It's not good that we dwell
It just doesn't sit well
There's no point for apologies
If making amends is a fight that saves
I'd rather die than be buried awake
You said it yourself
This heaven's a hell
You know I'll never be the same
You said it yourself
This heaven's a hell
I can't believe this is happening
It's not good that we dwell
It just doesn't sit well
There's no point for apologies
If making amends is a fight that saves
I'd rather die than be buried awake
You said it yourself
This heaven's a hell
You know I'll never be the same
You know I'll never be the same
You know I'll never be the same