speak with hesitation talk with reservation blood on your hands dried long since but guilt still glowing in your eyes you hide behind your perfect crime never ask why you lie stack the mistakes you ve made on top of the lies to hide them your excuses just don t add up empty handed we all wonder why you hide behind your perfect crime never ask why you lie now i know that your words your actions intentions all were lies your heart grows heavier with time have i said enough have i said too much is it your responsibility to decide your heart grows heavier with time and i fell victim to the changing tide and this blood has long since dried this blood has long since dried
['chicago hardcore', 'chicago punk', 'hardcore punk', 'punk']