Carcinoma

I've been foolishly biting my time But its fangs are sharper than mine Paranoia has taken the place, taken the place of god But that's all its purpose was Keep your faith Keep your faith If it's what you got, by all means Believe what you want I've been spitting on my own grave No amount of grace can get me saved, get me saved And yet I'm surprised My heart has become The dwelling place of demons One of these days, I won't wake up as much as I'll come to, It has something to do with you I feel you coursing through my veins Who knows if you leave I won't be the same I've been spitting on my own grave No amount of grace can get me saved, get me saved After I'm reduced to waste And this world's washed its hands of me Godforbid I come back late, the only instruction you'll need Get off your knees Get off your knees I'll be alright, believe me I'll be just fine, believe me Get off your knees Get off your knees My heart has become The dwelling place of demons One of these days I won't have the lungs To be pardoned for what I've done And even if I do, it won't be poetic ones? I've nailed my coffin shut, shut