Tomorrow has come and there are no words left in your noxious lungs A lost grip A cold terror No solace Yet no error Just let go of this violent life and leave it all behind I swallow my scream Because some things are better left unsaid Your days are numbered my friend, not long and you'll be dead Don't bare your fucking teeth you bitch You wipe your eyes with a bleeding fist Learn to swim before you fucking jump Learn to care before you fill your cup A fear of loss has cut deep inside Do you finally get it Tomorrow has come and there are no words left in your noxious lungs A lost grip A cold terror No solace Untethered And now you can finally see You were late to the fucking party Death is above you Full of hate, full of hell, this is where you choose to dwell Consumed by self, drowned by entropy Who the fuck are you actually meant to be?