Guilt Trip - Tearing Your Life Away

Every word I wish I would've said
Sickened every time I had to bite my tongue
I hear your cadence from a mile away but you will not just say your piece to my face, sucker

Yeah, say it

I bet you're sick of the lines you keep following
I'm putting blood in your mouth so you can swallow it
I hear your cadence from a mile away. Say it

Say it

Every word I wish I would've said
Grinding my teeth, now I won't hold my breath
I'm done with grief for what I didn't do
Spit your hate for me, I hate you too

I'm done with grief for what I didn't do
Spit your hate for me, I hate you too

Nothing left but the hands of grace to tear your precious life away
Nothing left but the hands of grace, tearing your precious life away

Tearing your life away
Tearing your precious life away
Tearing your life away
Tearing your life away
Tearing your life away