Years End - Smokestacks lyrics

I'm carving the centers out from my hands I want to know what it feels like To see and feel Martyrs pa** And legends come with a bad taste d**h comes, I promise you Maybe our only honest moments Are the ones after we swallow that pill When we swallow Nothing to see Look me in the eyes and tell me what you believe Nothing to see I was never your and I never will be All the poets have given up the craft They're mostly drunkards now I can't find blame in it Silent and Still Picking at my nails In hopes of finding anything Suturing my tongue to meaning My head to the floor