Intrinsic Thoughts by Deathwish

Intrinsic thoughts,
heavy but never lifted.
Kept tight in a lock box next to my casket.
A reminder on my way down of things I could never say.

On the tip of my tongue is what I meant, but far from what you want.

I'll never be what you wanted of me, I'll never be what I wanted to be.

Throw me out like I'm worn.
Fragile will, paper thin, this picture is torn.

Three wishes short of peace and I can't seem to speak.
Just fucking leave me.
I'm destined to fail, I'm destined to repeat.

Forget me like a stranger on the street, for get me like I forgot the important things.
Promise not to miss me.

Because in the end I wasn't good enough, I'm not meant to fucking love, right?

• Beatdown
• Code Orange
• DEATHDOGS
• Deathwish
• End
• Hardcore
• Knocked Loose
• Metal
• Metalcore
• Numetalcore
• Start
• Sworn In
• beatdown
• hardcore
• nu-metal
• Omaha