By the Candlelight lyrics

One more mental cavity

Long, long ago
Past is the past
Give myself a hand
I won’t slip through the cracks

Nothings ever black and white
Hiding out in plain sight
I know that it’s not right
Air I breathe is gone tonight

Pretty good to meet you
Remember all the things that I put you through
Every single bruise that I left stayed blue
All the deep cuts that I made bled through
All the times I didn’t let you be you
Faking something else
So I wasn’t see through
Playing man's game
Stuck like glue
Couldn’t break loose
Couldn’t break loose

Long, long ago
Past is the past
Give myself a hand
I won’t slip through the cracks
It’s like a shank in the stomach
Seven days a week
Whether I’m awake or asleep
The fall is very steep
Take a leap or you sink
Expand or you shrink

It’s hard to see you like this
All full of holes in the soul like swiss
A swing and a miss
I guess I got however long I live to kiss bliss

It's called the American dream 'cause you have to be asleep to believe it
f*ck those people, f*ck that sh*t

Yeah
Hear that f*cking train horn
Wake you up from your sleep
Got you feeling reborn
Yeah
Sitting by the candlelight
Day fades into night
Loosing sight like a salamander
Who the f*ck are you trying to impress?
Chickens with the heads cut off
Dollar brawlers always looking to oppress
That fancy footwork and finesse