Dead On The Vine
I have to endure assaults on my mind
Or wither away and then die on the vine
I used to be pure, I used to be kind
But now all I feel is a hatred inside

I liked it before, I hate it this time
I felt like the worm on the end of the line
This moment is fitting, so goddamn divine
And now I'm a broken vessel

So who gets to shake me now
Oh, who gets to cut me down
Oh, who gets to break me
Then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow
Oh

No I don't deserve the things that feel good
And I don't behave in the way that I should
These lessons we learned and kept from childhood
Emotionally stunted, I fell where I stood

I tried it before and failed it this time
I felt like a coward that's missing a spine
This moment is fleeting, no love for myself
And I'm the unspoken asshole

So who gets to shake me now
Oh, who gets to cut me down
Oh, who gets to break me
Then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow
Oh

So who gets to shake me now
Well, who gets to cut me down
Oh, who gets to break me
Then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow

Who gets to shake me now
Oh, who gets to cut me down
Oh, who gets to break me
Then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow

So who gets to shake me now
(Why do you keep me down?)
Oh, who gets to cut me down
(Why do you keep me down?)
Oh, who gets to break me
Then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow
(Why do you keep me)
Down!
Down!