Character Development (Cold Start) 가사

Is it strange to have made something that hates you? Lest we forget this negation Set to separate Sell me all your pain All your negligence I'll be what you thought would never eventuate I'll show you secondary situations To swallow declarations or to be dispersed When it's time to be face to face with anguish You'll be tied to the vices of irony's retention Spending every investment addressing deflections These lethal injections for questions Reflecting on nothing Accepting the worst Make it worse Seldom ever great Still they celebrate as I'm roaming around with my ear to the ground and a head full of shit Yet I still hear the sounds of the hounds that surround me They gnashed as I bled for some reasons I'd kill to believe in I've sealed my good feelings away to perform my self-misuse for applauses pausing truce I don't want to oblige I don't want to comply to a life that's been left with you We could be heavenly But would it change things deemed obscene and irreverent? Someone calls Screened, unclean, and a weathering appetence Seems I've leaned to disease in my heaving heart (what if I'm cold? What if I'm vacant?) What if I've seen this depletion before the start? (What if I've known? What if it's blatant?) Would I beseech you or plea to be someone else? (Would it be cordial or far from complacent?) Could we reprieve this without all of the pestilence? (I could be wrong but I've seen this before) What if I just want to watch you fall?