Claws Pt. 1 - Typhoon

You’ve got your hope caught up in your chest

So when you speak it makes you swollen in the face

You shouldn’t be such a good target

I’ll make you choke, I’ll make you hide it between your legs

For if I have none, you’ll have the same

We are conceived all with the same chance

To be spared, to be salvaged, to be kept safe

Then you hope to god nothing bad will happen

From when you’re born 'til you go quietly from old age

To make your hope feel like a crushing weight

I found a friend in the great great beast

He’s digging his claws in me

He’s digging his claws in me

All degree shall be leveled

Because you know, you have the right, you have the right

To pursue the happiness of your neighbors

And when you catch it, you’ll put it out like a light

And the few who are left, we’ll set them right

Found a friend in the great great beast

He’s digging his claws in me

He’s digging his claws in me

As he’s digging his claws in me

Whispers names of my enemies

He names my enemies

And as he names my enemies

I don’t suspect anything

Is this what freedom is supposed to mean?

I can choose what I don’t believe in

The truth is dying

Your youth’s a dying breed

Oh misery loves company

So careful of the friends you keep

Misery loves company

So careful of the friends you keep

Misery loves company

So careful of the friends you keep