What Separates Our Lives

Set Things Right


We’ll carry bodies to our own grave
The deafness will choke both our ears
Our blood soaks in selfless tears
Resonance is part of a quiet oblivion

Holding a knife close to your throat
I could slit you in your sleep
This urge is stronger than myself
I could say I’m sorry but sorry, I’m not

Rumours are made up by the most jealous ones

We’ll tear an end at the weak of the roots
What separates our lives in every way
We’ll tear an end of the air in the room
What separates our lives

We’ll tear an end at the weak of the roots

Your worst, anxious horror
Wiped out by a tidal sea
Your dead worthless honour
Carried away into infinity

No consistency in contradiction
Inconsistency between my throne and your demise

CHORUS

We’ll pull ourselves together and we’ll clean the air around.
That’s at least what we’re expecting when our fights are running out
‘Cause this lifetime isn’t worth it, too short to live in pain
Too bright to die in vain

We’ve pulled ourselves together and we figured live all out
That’s at least what we’ve pretended now our world’s falling apart
‘Cause the end came unexpected, never knew the end was near
So near

We’ll tear an end at the weak of the roots