In a remote confined space Took the life of a man with the same name Slashed his side on the blade On the handle his blood mourned his fate
And there's a demon in their veins And their blood is sinned And yet they know in their brains But it still gets sinned There's nothing more I hate Than hearts that strain Hearts that strain
Cellophane riddled walls Closing in on the man who's nervous Burned his side on the flames On the fire his flesh mourned his fate
And there's a demon in their veins And their blood is sinned And yet they know in their brains But it still gets in There's nothing more I hate Than hearts that strain Hearts that strain
And there's a demon in their veins And their blood is sinned And yet they know in their brains But it still gets in There's nothing more I hate Than hearts that strain Hearts that strain
