Butchers Hook by Arthur Beatrice Lyrics

The youth that has pondered
Are throwing back up
The burdens of children
Who just had to stop

So righteous beside us
But knowing all bounds
There's limits that cap me
All knees to the ground

I never tell
There's nothing wrong
We'll have to ignore
All the things that i've done

I never tell
There's nothing wrong
There's something inside me
That just won't belong

Choking on the breath that held you hoping for one more
And i'll be regrown
Learning of the bitter things that bind you to the floor
Bruised and enthralled
Guilty when not feeling
Guilty at all
Just tease that we'll hold us
So deep and in awe

Deciding so wildly
That giving us thought
And all that remains
Are the things i've been taught

Holding up and holding back from what we feel we saw
Knowing that we're still intact but growing ever coarse
In despair
Ever near
At the end

Choking on the breath that held you hoping for one more
And i'll be regrown
Learning of the bitter things that bind you to the floor
Bruised and enthralled

I never tell
I never tell
I never tell
I never tell