How blessed are you, that you'd pray for me. Your judgmental views, so far from saved. I'm pulling myself back from your despair. Closing my eyes to wish you away. All of your envy thick in the air. I'm trying to keep my anger at bay, but you run it, run it, right into the fucking ground. Runnin', runnin;, runnin;, all your fucking mouths. Run it, run it, right into the fucking ground. All of my patience in your mouth.
All of my patience died with your sounds.