I was chasin' a high I thought I'd remember
But I'd forgotten what it cost just to get me there
Tryin' to hide from December
But my fears like scavengers circled in the air
I've given enough respect to my elders
And my lifelong friends are silent as the grave
Where once was my home I find no shelter
They hide their sins while for me they pray
But how much can you cut from a man before he's given his due?
You corrupt the narrative and distill a watered-down truth
These self-fulfilling prophets got my soul painted black and blue
If division's what you crave then you'll get what's comin' to you
Well it's a bitter goodbye and a hollow descension
Severin' ties to my roots never crossed my mind
A loving disguise for the worst intentions
Cling to conviction and leave the rest behind
But how much can you cut from a man before he's given his due?
You corrupt the narrative and distill a watered-down truth
These self-fulfilling prophets got my soul painted black and blue
If division's what you crave then you'll get what's comin' to you
Well how much can you cut from this man before he's given his due?
You corrupt the narrative and distill a watered-down truth
And these self-fulfilling prophets got my soul painted black and blue
If division's what you crave then you'll get what's
Oh I said if division's what you crave then you'll get what's comin'
Oh if division's what you crave then you'll get what's comin' to you