[Verse: Zach Quinn]
Bear witness up
The filth collects beneath your nails
Flicking stale cigarettes
I know I'm a f*cking bug
Caught in flypaper on the wall
[Instrumental break]
Condemned to watch
Eyelids ripped off
Self-imposition
Shrieking from the margins, "I exist!"
But I'm less and less sure
Tormentor undeterred
[Breakdown: Zach Quinn]
Cold shoulders burn
Frequent enduring turns
Humor and sharing weight
I beg for hatch escape
[Outro: Pears and James Whitten]
No god, no hope
No god, no hope
No god, no hope