Premonition of the Hex - Circa Survive

Suppression makes a weight

That strips the life of everything

Too scared to walk away

Down in your heart

The image of a life

You’re dying just to be there

Just crying on your knees

Be weary of the things you want

(The thorn in your paw)

You can’t predict what’s coming

(You crave)

Unlock your fingers from my hand

You never see the things you have

(There's always a way)

Slice up and not across when

(To change)

You’re trying to make the deepest cut

Illusion makes a gape

That kills the flow of everything

Too dumb to walk away

Down in your mind

You never even tried

You’re dying just to be there

Just crying on your knees

You couldn’t say her name in a single way

You never found the time

She didn’t make a sound when she hit the ground

In the image of her life

Be weary of the things you want

(The thorn in your paw)

You can’t predict what’s coming

(You crave)

Unlock your fingers from my hand

You never see the things you have

(There's always a way)

Slice up and not across when

(To change)

You’re trying to make the deepest cut

Be careful of what you desire

(The thorn in your paw)

You can’t predict what’s coming

(You crave)

Unlock your fingers from my hand

You never give the things you want

(There's always a way)

Slice up and not across when

(To change)

You’re trying to make the deepest cut