Expectorate
03:50
Stillframe
Lyrics
VERSE
Never had the time for me
Close the door right in my face
Pardon me if I don't grieve
The things in me that you erased
PRE-CHORUS
Can't find anything to cope
I'm an abject misathrope
CHORUS
I can feel this slip away
Doesn't matter what you say
I hear you expectorate
My name with all of your hate
You taught this to me
Hate all that I see
Slave to memory, my fate
VERSE
Pretending like you'll leave me be
Then drag me back to take some more
Forgive this lack of sympathy
Now your turn to be ignored