I want to break apart your chrome-coloured ribcage Find where your soul was fighting for more space Scratching to the top of the vagus A forced escape to get away from your vanity You’re preoccupied with dizzying heights And to think you had a balanced vision Call your bluff say you’ve had enough but Recognise hunger is just your greed in disguise (Waiting) Wait ‘til you die for your pride to leave your clouded sight (Corrupted) Corrupted virtue, a fucking see-through (Waiting) Know that you’ll die before the day that you finally feel the weight (Cast iron) Cast iron face, another idealist gone to waste Go and talk about it with another fucking therapist And get a little band-aid fix on the table telling fables on the same old stables lines of ego inflatable Come inside, look around, don’t avert your eyes and try to find sense or peace of mind It’s no surprise that you would lie Exhibiting kindness but it’s just a facade Just a facade Oi Take a step back Go reset your expectations and Trade your identity In exchange for likability (Waiting) Wait ‘til you die for your pride to leave your clouded sight (Corrupted) Corrupted virtue, a fucking see-through (Waiting) Know that you’ll die before the day that you finally feel the weight (Cast iron) Cast iron face, another idealist gone to waste Wait until you die