Bleak Crowd

Kill Me

Bleak Crowd


Your knife of words is colder than my heart today 
Oh, yet it keeps me warm enough to be your shrine 
I died enough the day I tried to make you mine 
And now you're coming back to keep the pain alive 

When no one else can hear you breath 
Inhale the sin you found in me 

For I am your life 
You kill me one more time 
Then you come to grief for me 
To pull me from my grave 
You made for me 

You love to say you're falling, you're never here to stay 
But when you come to beg your tears will draw away 

When no one else can hear you breath 
Inhale the sin you found in me 

You pull me from my grave