Sandwiches

The silence before regret And I've not even spoken yet But just like the deepest cut Blood takes it's time to show up I'm always wrong Still facin' the same damn problems And I don't solve them I'm just sweepin' them under the carpets Now we are a sandwich And hate is the filling The taste I can't stand it But I just keep eating I'm always wrong Always facin' the same damn problems And I haven't solved them They won't stay under these carpets Think that I just might be the Devil The walls drain all my hope And rage it grips and chokes I'm hearing explosions, seeing ghosts My skin it burns like coal I bargain for my soul Muscles make hostages of my bones Paralyze my vocal chords Dark envelops all All my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope And all my hope