In Your Own Hands

You were told there was no hope for you

And you believed it

Raped day after day by a world

That knows little of compassion

And you conceived its bastard child

Now inside the sickness grows

It swells and pressure builds

You know it hurts you but you can't quite figure out why

So instinctively you drown it in poison (2x)

Poison (4x)

(But that glamor is temporary

And eventually the cracks begin to show

You scramble grabbing whatever you can find and hold

Onto it until it breaks for the pressure

This cycle repeats)

Until there's nothing left, until there's nothing left

And you seem to think that there's but one way out

Such a shame, such a waste of life

Such a selfish choice

Such a selfish choice

In your own hands

My heart bleeds for your soul