Between Tragedy Deadly Flowers Bloom

Clenched fist
Face first
Blood spilled
What's worse
Dying to live
Or living to hurt
Tell me the use
Tell me what to do

Clenched fist
Face first
Blood spilled
What's worse
Dying to live
Or living to hurt
Tell me the use
Tell me what to do

And suddenly everything changed
I feel my youth slip from me
Violence, violence that's all I see
I'm growing restless
Begging to bleed

You couldn't tell by the look in my eyes
I'm face to face with the void inside
But who gives a fuck
I wanna separate the narrative from the situation
Avoid institution
But the time to rise is now, bitch, I'm done

Shades of grey
It permeates
My eyes they watch as the color fades
What's the beauty in tragedy?
To live through the dark
To aid a bleeding heart

Clenched fist
Face first
Blood spilled
What's worse
Dying to live
Or living to hurt
Tell me the use
Tell me what to do

Clenched fist
Face first
Blood spilled
What's worse
Dying to live
Or living to hurt
Tell me the point
We live to die

It's not fair to think I can depend on you to fulfill my soul
Abandon the thought to think this will ever change
Bury them all
Strangled

Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you

What's the use of explaining if no one's going to understand
Adolescent hate, birthed in bunkbeds
You couldn't tell by the look in my eyes
That I'm face to face with the void inside