Nothing Left to Give Lyrics

Free from your hold

I'll crawl my way out of the furnace into the cold

Of all my years its time to break forth from the mould

I'm not a servant to you

I'm just a product of the pain

Pouring salt into the wound

Anything to feel

I put the noose around my neck

Kick the chair and then I'm free

From your hold

Out of the furnace in the cold

Break forth from the mould

I'm not a servant to you

But to the dark

So when the night comes

And everyone has gone

I will abandon my soul

To spite the fleeting sun

And when the sky falls

I hope it lands on you

I hope it crushes your bones

I hope you feel it all

You mother fucker