Touch the shell
Only traces remain like a strain on the bedpost
Where I lay, chamber fades
Second stage, I am tied to this venom

I feel it compressing
They call it a blessing, I call it my grave

I latched to a heart so clinical
I was alive to fight
It feels unnecessary
Pressure is a mortuary
I lost static like a ritual
I was alive to fight
It feels unnecessary
Pressure is a mortuary

I feel it compressing
They call it a blessing, I call it my grave

I feel a darkness
Survive off my beating heart
I was alive when the sun went down
I was alive when the sun went down
I feel a darkness
Survive off my beating heart
I was alive when the sun went down
I was alive when the sun went down
And when you're touching a lie, are you thinking of me?
I know I'm scratching a lie and I'm finding a thief
I was alive when the sun went down
I was alive when the sun went down

I was alive
All the lies, all the shame
Cleanliness washed away
Chamber fades in this venom too late
For once, I was alive
I was alive, I was alive
I was alive

I latched to a heart so clinical
I was alive to fight
It feels unnecessary
Pressure is a mortuary
I lost static like a ritual
I was alive to fight
It feels unnecessary
Pressure is a mortuary

I feel it compressing
They call it a blessing, I call it a grave