The tree line never seemed so far before We walk there with tied up wrists Pull length of cord We'll trace your waist with razor blades To bleed out the sh** that i can't take The distance tries to dilate Like the blacks of your eyes In the candlelight When the door is locked And the flames grow too high So close your eyes And say goodnight Light the match and lock the door Breathe the air that hugs the floor The tree line never seemed so far before I've walked there a hundred times or more But that's without this dead weight Without this headache These tree leaves Swept and falling down Roots and stones protect the ground This hole won't fill Without this worry Without this sharp spade I'll bleed from my feet And the palms of my hands And i'll fan your face From the scorching flames in hell And i know why we fall Because it's overly fake to be a s**er for faith these days I will fight The urge to dig your hole or let you burn In rooms behind locked doors Or woods with chloroform And either way Your eyes as bright as flashing lights Won't bother me tonight So burn