Saving Grace

born alone, i'm always trying and failing
 to escape the slowly sinking feeling
 i have worn like a weighted crown of thorns
 can we share this burden of being born alone?
 we fucking die alone
 no words can change what's written in stone
 so i fall, fall down to my knees
 oh god save me from the hands of my fellow man
 but no one can save me from this path i've chosen now
 to leave those empty words behind, i can't be saved
 crashing bores and lifeless whores, all that surrounds
 and the hunter becomes the hunted down, trust in doubt
 trust in nothing but a reckless abandon
 and the hunter becomes the hunted down, so save yourself
 and if you spit, i'll swallow every bitter taste
 buried so deep inside of me
 this sovereign heart is my saving grace
 could never be a part of something more
 could never be a part of something worth dying for
 and i'll live a life that doesn't mean anything
 break the cycle, break those chains
 but when i die, you'll sing songs that don't mean anything
 break the cycle, break the chains
 we all die alone