Testo Suffer In Rhythm

I am a constant transgression
Sacrificial happiness
Doesn't render selfishness void
For I still fucking hate myself
For all the pain that you saw

I would never
Feel your needle nor your thread Stitch my wounds again and again

We Suffer In Rhythm

To suffer with loss
Is to suffer in rhythm
To dance with your ghosts
Means a waltz with my demons

Trapped in memory
I try not to lose my identity
(Stitch my wounds)

I am a constant transgression
Sacrificial happiness Doesn't render selfishness void
For I still fucking hate myself
For all the blood that you poured


(Stitch my wounds)
The blood and salt merge so subtle
(Stitch my wounds)
When face down in the rubble

Check your scars
And never do this again

You exist

Another cut from the edge of doubt
Consuming my words
Bleeding them out
Just another December

I look to numb the pain
Like the deep and desperate blue
My saint, my saviour
My saint is you
My saint, my saviour
My saint is you

I look to numb the pain
Like the deep and desperate blue
My saint, my saviour
My saint is you
My saint, my saviour
My saint is you


Look to numb the pain
Look to numb the pain
Look to numb the pain
Look to numb the pain
Look to numb the pain
Look to numb the pain