Hide from the Sun - Ghost Bath, CJ McMahon

If I hung for a while maybe you’d understand

You could watch my dead eyes, hold my cold lifeless hands

If I let myself bleed, just to see how it feels

Hide scars like memories, keep them concealed

I am hate concentrated

Regret as a vapor

Pure sorrow and loneliness

Liferuiner, trust-taker

I am hate concentrated

Regret as a vapor

Pure sorrow and loneliness

Liferuiner, trust-taker

Blaspheming child, careless adult

Irredeemable beggar, but it’s all my fault

Is there anything worth it

Beyond the hopeless act

To bring life to this world

To gore a naked wound

If I hung for a while maybe you’d understand

You could watch my dead eyes, hold my cold lifeless hands

If I let myself bleed, just to see how it feels

Hide scars like memories, keep them concealed