The Gloom In The Corner – Thirteen Six (Paramour) lyrics

I have nothing left to live for and it shows
Through my eyes, through my teeth
Through my mannerisms when I speak
I have nothing left to live for and it shows
Just another statistic, another story of mercy blow
I have nothing but your unrequited love
Just use me, abuse me, take what you want
As long as you promise you'll love me
Yours eyes and mouth speak apologies
But your hands choke them to the point
Where I can barely breathe

Let me go

If my face is a canvas then your art is a reflection of violence

How can you hate me if I've done nothing at all
Your insecurities will be your downfall
Push me one more time
Bend and break, my mistake

From hands to caskets, we lay
Unheard, we died unnamed

Can you feel that
In the back of your throat?
That's the taste of regret
I hope you fucking choke
You were love to me
But I can't fucking breathe
They say that life isn't cheap
But I'm worth nothing at all

Conceal it all
I'm clearly deplored
There's no love here
When I'm screaming at my bedroom floor

Burn me away
I scream in silence
I can't feel pain
Only defiance
Push me away, I'm your mistake

Can you feel that
In the back of your throat?
That's the taste of regret
I hope you fucking choke
You were love to me
But I can't fucking breathe
They say that life isn't cheap
But I'm worth nothing at all

My heart won't let me leave
It hurts me too much to try
But every time I take a breath to speak
All that comes out is lies
I cover the blood to make it seem lesser
Remove my mask
See my terror
Hit me if it makes you feel...

Nothing ever changes
I don't think it'll ever change
What you left on my soul and skin
They'll never be erased
There might be a war in your head
But there's a battle out here
Sleeping in your bed
Shivering and crying in fear
Straight up with the attack and the backlash
I crawl deeper inside this hole
At least here, it isn't so cold
My soul is torn
As I lay back and take it
Thinking 'what have you become?'
My paramour

(I don't want to be left unmourned
Abandoned by those I adored
My paramour)

Hit me if it makes you feel better
Save me if it makes you feel bitter
Hit me if it makes you feel better
Save me if it makes you feel bitter

I bend and break, my paramour
I bend and break, my paramour

13-6, remember that day
13-6, remember that day
I walked away