The Very Existence Lyrics

Sick to my fucking stomach
is the feeling that i had for those second chances

The shit you scrape from the bottom of your shoe
is the same thing that kept you stepping back on it

You let it grow
You let it in
You fought it once
And you fought it again
A feeling that kept your true family away
The stain that had it all figured it out for you
This thing that made us feel like shit

Chin up - Face down
Fingers crossed - is this luck?

Luck ,has always been on the side of the two faced, for too long
One face for pride,
One to just run and hide

The stain you knew was wrong
Fed you the alibi

Chin up-face down
Fingers crossed
This is luck.


Being trustworthy was never on your bright side
Never
Dellusional hypocrytical maniac, a psycho with disguise of the wise


The shit you scrape from the bottom of your shoe
is the same shit that kept you stepping back on it

You let it grow
You let it in
You fought it once
And you fought it again
The feeling that led you're true family astray

Learn to be more then you were

Fucking Child - A Mood killer
Listen - Eyes shut
Same routine - Everyday life
Listen - Eyes shut