Bury Your Dead - Infidel's Hymn lyrics

Honestly,honesty feels like such hard concept to understand. I'll admit that I'm lost out here and a bit confused. Like a homesick abortion, I just wanted a chance. Yet I wait on hand and foot for you to kick me in the mouth. For three long years I kept crawling back For three long years you mistook my kindness for weakness This is the last Homesick for the past, I am homesick for the days gone by This is the last So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth (fool) I Love the taste of my own blood We are all vampires now. This is how we were bred. Pitiful, what we have become. We are a waste of time We are a waste of space Yet I wait on hand and foot for you to kick me in the mouth. For three long years I kept crawling back For three long years you mistook my kindness for weakness This is the last Homesick for the past, I am homesick for the days gone by This is the last. So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth