The Hellgiver lyrics

Am I noncommittal
Grandma filled with brittle bones that bend
When stressed but just a little
By terror that will whittle them down

We're running out of choices now
You’re bringing out my choicest doubts
My headache grounds the nasal sounds
Will bring me down and drown you out
They're so damn loud

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I'm not always happy
I’m not always happy
I'm not always happy
I'm not always happy

You watch for my weekends
You prey on my weakness
You pat me with pretense
I lower my defense

[Chorus]
I'm not always happy
I'm not always happy
I am not always happy
I'm not always happy
Oh, I'll give you hell
And you won't take it well
A blade forged for me
Is chopping down your tree

Oh, you wince whеn I walk
But you’ll hear when I talk
It’s sh*t but it's free
I don’t care if you see

I'll always bе the one
The one that shot the starting gun
Can you feel my silver tongue
It wraps around your great undone

And will I know the way
Widening whispers I hear them say
That they plan to cripple me
My path is probably deepening

But I'm a blink in an instant
A dot on a screen
I can't help but avoid the feed

But I am writing a book
On the back of an
Old receipt that I took from
The man who gives away
Most all that he’s paid for
Oh, he can't help but love stolen labor
Why this fate
How could the searchlight have been so late
You brush it away, say I overrate
I wish that I had overate
Yeah, that's the freedom floor
It f*cked up my shoes, but I can't ignore
The stains that line the only door
It's bleeding a bit, but it's out for war