Asleep on the Frontlines - The Bled

We’ll keep on talking this out

But i’ve already made up your mind

I’ve been trying to gnaw through my tongue

To stop from confessing my crimes

And these conversations are wearing me down

What did my patience prove

If it’s just another bed of nails

Always the silent treatment

Always the easy way out alive

If there’s no further questions i’ll be on my way home

And it’s just another sharp pain

And it doesn’t hurt like it used to

When i was a desperate man

When i still believed in the meaning of the word

You tried to warn me

You and your consequences

If i

Am outnumbered

If i

Am defenseless

If i come here unarmed

In the middle of the night on my own

Standing on the front lines i will die

If you invite me down

If it’ll please the crowd

I only go through this for your amusement

But it doesn’t hurt like should when you’re throwing your stones around

Now i’m alone

Trying to sleep it off

But it’s hard not to shake at the sound of it breaking

When you’re living in a house of mirrors reflecting all of my failure

I will concede to my replacement

Congratulations

It’s over and over again

I was in for the long run when you cut me down

Another sharp pain

A servant to your throne

Always the silent treatment

Always the stubborn child

I kept my mouth shut tight

Always the one that got away

Always the silent treatment

I only have myself to blame

Always the silent treatment

Always the bed of nails

I only have myself to blame

I only have myself to blame