vermin

I've been conditioned to think that time will heal all wounds 

Each cut, each bruise 

I've believed since I was young that monsters aren't external 

They're inside someone 

So take your blade, twist it inside my abdomen and pull 

Cause all the time we spent being brothers must have been dull 

And I think it's you 

And I think it's you 

I was told that no one really cares except your family 

And when they let me down, into your arms I went to grieve