
Divide Lyrics
- Genre:Metal
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Sleep well little titan
You've got
Big things ahead of you
You've got so much to do
Yes, you'll inherit this earth
Stone by stone
Dollar by dollar
It's yours
It's yours
But that villain in your head
Is just like mine
Is just like mine
Sleep well little titan
You've got
Big things ahead of you
You've got so much to do
All my life believed
I've got a heart made of stone
And its eroding under the weight of my father and his selective truths
"High road or low road
What does it matter
There's no point to all of this"
Maybe I should contemplate morality
When I feel it might effect me
'Cause I've never seen any reason to believe some hell is waiting
Waiting for me
But what if there's no way that I cant think about them
About them all
No way that I cant think
That anyone could matter half as much as me
What the fuck are we telling these kids
Who the hell do we think we are
Painting pictures of ourselves on our youth
To hold on and keep control
You turned your kid into a
Canvas
Damage
Has turn your kid into your ego
When you die the worst of you lives on
Sleep well if you can
The music will consume it all
Forget everything
Feel what you feel you'll get through it
We don't need it all well get through this
That hollow shell that you have your only sense of punishment
It's no where near dark enough
Feel what you'll feel while you can feel it
Monster
What makes you believe
You deserve anything more than every one else
'Cause I've never seen any reason to believe some hell is waiting
Waiting for me
But what if there's no way that i cant think about them
About them all
No way that i cant think
That anyone could matter half as much as me
What the fuck are we telling these kids
Who the hell do we think we are
Painting pictures of ourselves on our youth
To hold on and keep control
You turned your kid into a canvas
Damage
Has turn your kid into your ego
When you die the worst of you lives on
The worst of you lives on
If I'm the worst of my father well
Fine
I'll be the monster
And I'll fucking love it
What the fuck are we telling these kids
Who the hell do we think we are
Painting pictures of ourselves on our youth
To hold on and keep control
You turned your kid into a canvas
Damage
Has turn your kid into your ego
When you die the worst of you lives on
Lives on