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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Patient Sixty-Seven
Patient Sixty-Seven
Performer
Tom Kiely
Tom Kiely
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Kiely
Tom Kiely
Composer
Declan Le Tessier
Declan Le Tessier
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Botha
Ryan Botha
Producer

Lyrics

As above so below
I gave up long ago
Better off burying my head
I can’t live much less forget
And That’s not the worst of it
I’m hanging by a thread
Caught between this vice in a bind
Healing feels so out of sight
I’m still walking a fractured line
But there’s no coming back this time
I’ve lost every ounce of self respect
My malice knows no bounds or depths
Gun to my head, noose for my neck
My body broken
My soul impaired
So swallow again
my soul impaired
Drowning my sorrow again
So swallow again
My fucking soul impaired
Til I don’t feel a thing
I’m hanging by a thread
Better off to just bury my head
I can’t live much less forget
That’s not the worst of it
I’m hanging by a thread
Of the worst that’s yet to come from me
Faith is a disease, but fate might set me free
And I watched the ground shaking beneath me
In a way it’s so freeing
I sat in silence twirling violence between my fingers still pleading
Just let me die
I’m on my knees again
Just let me die
Please just bring me the end
I feel nothing but pain hurt
I wanna make you squirm
I feel nothing at all but the water is rising and filling my lungs
Forgive myself and forget?
I’m hanging by a thread
Gun to my head, noose to my neck
My body broken my soul impaired
Gun to my head, noose for my neck
My body broken
my soul impaired
Drowning my sorrow again
Ti’l I wish I was dead
Written by: Declan Le Tessier, Tom Kiely
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