Chris Dowhan - Miscarriage lyrics

The language of the lie Barbed and callous tongues shall lick Behind the thinnest doors A web of falsehood so unfolds Humility (Pride dissected, maliciously) A mockery Bonds dissolve in endless mimicry Cruelly illuminated Subject of shallow spectacle Inherent weaknesses revealed Contact withers to a lull Once perfect pictures Now stained with fingerprints Tragedy f**s jealously The human heartstrings bend and break Vultures with human eyes Can you feel them circling? Prey on tender moments The failures of purest dream Our selfish means Are the means to this f**ing end A knife for every spine Of every man Nails scratching into the flesh Until the fibers are broken Something's got to give The bottoms of bottles No longer ease the pain And the bathroom mirror Reflects the face of autonomy Man must invert Internalize the pain Sequence replays in the mind The human heartstrings bend and break Vultures with human eyes Can you feel them circling? Prey on tender moments The failures of purest dream Our selfish means Are the means to this f**ing end A knife for every spine Of every man... of every man Lot of the ugly answers Lie somewhere in between Intrinsic disregard The burden of weakness They're sharpening! The knives are always sharpening A life now stained with fingerprints Something's got to give