Tied Down by Pipe Bomb

I’ve become an illusion
I’ve become everything I hate
Eyes despised by their sockets
Hands despised by the arms they hang on

If there’s room for the conscience to break, I’ll break.

I’ll break.

Debts defined by their losing
Sins defined by their weight on Christ
Blood was spilled for our choosing
Vices laid at our feet.
We’re tied down.

Tied down.

I’ve become an illusion
I’ve become everything I hate
Eyes despised by their sockets
Hands despised by their grave mistakes

I’ve become an illusion
I’ve become everything I hate
Eyes despised by their sockets
Hands despised by their grave mistakes

God, If there’s room for the conscience to break, I’ll break.

I’ll break.

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