Exit Wounds Lyrics

Woe is me
There's a hole in the soul of the world tonight

I had to hide my gun tonight
Because it might feel too right
Between my fingers against my head
Pressed to my chest or beneath my chin
But I'm not giving in
The truth is inescapable
I am unbreakable

This is the writer's way
This is the writer's way

I'm the daughter of sorrow, the bride of wrath
I'll burn the world and sing upon the ash
I'm the daughter of sorrow, the bride of wrath
I'll burn the world and sing upon the ash
I'm the daughter of sorrow, the bride of wrath
I'll burn the world and sing upon the ash
I'm the daughter of sorrow, the bride of wrath
I'll burn the world and sing upon the ash

I'm not okay
I'm not okay

Lost among the wreckage, bloodied and battered
They try to dig us out but nothing fucking matters

Don't blame your attackers
Cuz nothing fucking matters
Nothing fucking matters

I'm the daughter of sorrow, the bride of wrath
I'll burn the world and sing upon the ash
I'm the daughter of sorrow, the bride of wrath
I'll burn the world and sing upon the ash
I'm the daughter of sorrow, the bride of wrath
I'll burn the world and sing upon the ash
I'm the daughter of sorrow, the bride of wrath
I'll burn the world and sing upon the ash

I can tell you about secret scars
I can tell you about falling apart
I can tell you about secret scars
I can tell you about falling apart
In the towers of power to the highest cathedral
Six feet of dirt make no man equal