Gauntlet. - AWAY WITH WORDS Lyrics

A fabrication of the mind
You made your bed of blades
It cuts deep (cuts deep)
How do you f*cking manage to sleep

Cuts deep

So blinded in your lovestruck stupor
Loss of identity
You can repress until it starts to sting

Manifesting in the physical form
Manifesting in the physical form
Forged in the fire where you left me to fend for myself
My own personal hell

Do you feel the vice squeeze every time you speak
Clench teeth
Forever hold your peace
How could I ever forget

Do you feel the vice squeeze every time you speak
Better get it off your chest
You're gonna lay to rest
Six feet
Forever hold your peace