Out of Spite letra

Hammered down your man-made democracy

Pour salt in the wounds

Paper gods make all the gestures

They're coming in our face.

Fuck what you have said to me

With your arms wrapped around me

Retaliate or compensate

I never knew my own mind

As a bloody fist pounds me insane

Ripped out my heart, left untamed

You tore out my eyes, asked me what I see

I never speak for I'm bound to be...

Cheapened, molested

Left with no dignity or pride.

Buried deep inside of your soul

Is the truth behind subterfuge

Caught myself in barbed wire

Shredded my skin, Im still alive.

I dont want you to cradle me

I'd rather be buried in the ground

Its not easy, don't say its fine

Tired of fucking up all the time

Left me ruined, a shadow of myself

I never wanted this kind of help.

I absorb your absolution

I spit it back in your face

Force you to accept the blame

Free myself from your chains

One day I'll be a man

That day you'll understand

Slit my throat

Just to spite your veins

Drink With The Dead - Letras

• 3 Years
• Bled Dry
• Dead Weight
• Drink With The Dead
• Fuck Puppet
• Out of Spite
• Pay Dirt
• Pearls For Swine
• Spite Your Veins