This Is The Last

My throat falls numb from
The endless execution of
Contempt's song, it fails to
Follow suit in silence, even now
I can hear every word

Leave this place

If only you could just be
Half as hateful
If only I could still take
You with a grain of salt

I could fake some respect
And hide the pity, for what I once
Feared is now somehow down
On my level

I never claimed to see through another's eyes
I could never inflict such abuse upon myself, honestly
Honest in a sense that I'm willing
But such intensity is dulled with age
Leaving me some spoiled child
I'll take it in stride, with every cheep shot landed
I took it without crying
Now shut the fuck up

I've always sang the coward's song
I've never claimed to be anything but
Like father, like son, we'll find an easy way
I'll fly so high to no longer hear
The hisses of hatred ringing in my head
Selfishly sober in spite of you
I'll never be the man to which you compare me
Selfishly sober in spite of them

You boast that I'm dead to you and I, in turn, agree
I turned a deaf ear on you, I knew the rest
Sob stories were never my strong suit
Now just as threatening as I'll let you be
I keep a short rope, and a shorter fuse
For the one who loves who? I won't leave this place
So boast that I'm dead to you with dying breath
I can't hear a thing, I never could

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck your apologies
I've tolerated your last death threat
I don't condone the likes of anyone
So keep your word and consider me

Dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead to you
To you, to you, to you, to you
To you, to you, to you, to you
Dead to you, to you, to you
To you