Throats — Something Low from This Way Comes lyrics

Lyrics

Things couldn’t get any worse in my heard
I have no control over anything in my life
There is no satisfaction in admitting anything at all
Fuck
I get all my inspiration from the worst of places
From cynics, to cheats and thieves
I’m growing into something I never want to meet
Confining myself into my insecurities
Confiding myself with my in-secure self
Heroes learn to die young
I get all my inspiration from the worst of places
Don’t ask what’s wrong with me
Awkward silence is easy to believe
I’ve already marked the pages I never want to read