I'll take a knife tonight to the scissor fight
Verse structure: strophe, anti-strophe, epode, stanza
I get so tired of these footnotes
Life is so simple inside a womb
Trying and trying to breathe in that vacuum
I get so tired of these footnotes
I get so tired of your embrace
I won't be silenced by some blood
I'm tearing this down, pulling this out
Vocal chords can't help but wonder
I hear it's calling me
To break this hibernation
To break this hibernation
That's k**ing me
I hear it's calling me
To break this hibernation
k**ing me
I'll take a knife to see I'm alive
The flesh on steel makes me feel so righteous
The conclave is desecrated, the temple lies in ruins
Blasphemy, trying to be, someone you're not
So is that who you are?
Cause I get so tired of these footnotes
I am Banquo, I am Julius Caesar
I hear this calling me
To break this hibernation
To break this hibernation
That's k**ing me
I hear this calling me
To break this hibernation
That's k**ing me
Do you wanna feel?
Do you wanna feel?
Like I do?
Well I tried to be what you wanted from me
I will never be your scissorborn