Proudentall - k** Myself lyrics

These words are mine All help aside The word of mouth now set in type A tired try to turn to self These words remain unspoken Give us hope and make them cures This is something sacred and pure And this is what we work for God damn you're off, you're on, you're off, you're on This silent thoughts can't carry on And all this time we feared you will You made your life from other shells like: the faces tried to get things right The faces tried to set things right These words are mine An errored mess These words are mine