Street Sects - In Defense of Resentement lyrics

Fear of money Fear of love Fear of being undone Fear of conscience Fear of law Fear of living too long Each time you reach out I find it strange Seems like a waste of goodwill You've shared your dreams Recounted “wins” I can't relate to those things I wouldn't last a night In your head With your thoughts Of right and wrong Good and bad You have nothing of worth to offer me Nothing but guilt and luxury Underneath your disguise The dream is suffering Vanishing I'm at home with my faults I don't need your friendship Your judgement Your pa**ive aggressive concern I've got fear I've got hate I've got the things you can't chase out Hiding in plain sight And you've settled down now To die in the same cage you were born and raised in Bury the sentiment Bury the good intent I don't deserve your affection Piss on your selflessness f** your forgiveness I don't believe in redemption