This Is the Last

My throat falls numb from

The endless execution of

Contempt's song, it fails to

Follow suit in silence, even now

I can hear every word

Leave this place

If only you could just be

Half as hateful

If only I could still take

You with a grain of salt

I could fake some respect

And hide the pity, for what I once

Feared is now somehow down

On my level

I never claimed to see through another's eyes

I could never inflict such abuse upon myself, honestly

Honest in a sense that I'm willing

But such intensity is dulled with age

Leaving me some spoiled child

I'll take it in stride, with every cheap shot landed

I took it without crying

Now shut the fuck up

I've always sang the coward's song

I've never claimed to be anything but

Like father, like son, we'll find an easy way

I'll fly so high to no longer hear

The hisses of hatred ringing in my head

Selfishly sober in spite of you

I'll never be the man to which you compare me

Selfishly sober in spite of them

You boast that I'm dead to you and I, in turn, agree

I turned a deaf ear on you, I knew the rest

Sob stories were never my strong suit

Now just as threatening as I'll let you be

I keep a short rope, and a shorter fuse

For the one who loves who? I won't leave this place

So boast that I'm dead to you with dying breath

I can't hear a thing, I never could

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

Fuck, fuck, fuck your apologies

I've tolerated your last death threat

I don't condone the likes of anyone

So keep your word and consider me

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Dead, dead, dead to you

To you, to you, to you, to you

To you, to you, to you, to you

Dead to you, to you, to you

To you