Deaf Ears

God save me

I'm standing on the wrong side

But if this means I'll burn in hell

I'd rather fight and die

The purest disgust

Everything you touch turns to waste

Beneath this sense of purpose

The truth is oblivious

So fight me

I'm standing right in front of you

But you're too fucking scared

Live your life as a target of distrust

Just another target of distrust

Now pass the blame

Point your finger at the world

For your misfortunes

Take a look in the mirror at yourself

Instead of running from your problems

Take the beating heart from your chest

Erase your identity of sorrow

God save me

I'm standing on the wrong side

But if this means I'll burn in hell

I'd rather fight and die

The purest disgust

Everything you touch turns to waste

Beneath this sense of purpose

This truth is oblivious

So fight me

I'm standing right in front of you

But you're too fucking scared

Live your life as a target of distrust

Just another target of distrust

Now pass the blame

Point your finger at the world

For your misfortunes

Take a look in the mirror at yourself

Instead of running from your problems

Take the beating heart from your chest

Erase your identity of sorrow