In Your Own Hands

You were told there was no hope for you
And you believed it
Raped day after day by a world
That knows little of compassion
And you conceived its bastard child
Now inside the sickness grows
It swells and pressure builds

You know it hurts you but you can't quite figure out why
So instinctively you drown it in poison (2x)

Poison (4x)

(But that glamor is temporary
And eventually the cracks begin to show
You scramble grabbing whatever you can find and hold
Onto it until it breaks for the pressure
This cycle repeats)

Until there's nothing left, until there's nothing left

And you seem to think that there's but one way out
Such a shame, such a waste of life
Such a selfish choice

Such a selfish choice

In your own hands

My heart bleeds for your soul