Slate Lyrics

every time I see your face feelings of hate unlawfully exhumed did your memory abruptly fade you could apparently never stay true not to yourself not to your friends you played yourself the fool adaption was the key to your survival and you found yourself eaten alive you'll never forget for every time you turn around I'll be there to remind you of where you let it fall apart I'll feel the last beats of your heart in my hands you'd want me dead if you knew I'll feel the last beats of your heart in my hands