Molt by Regime (Band) Lyrics

Rectify what's mine; The cancers bleeding through
I can't find a reason not to let go and-
It's alright, it's fine, no one should be worried at all
Always the punchline, i'll take that all i'm
Waiting for my moment to come
The moment I molt and become someone

Whichever way i lay to sleep
Those better days are wasting away
Whatever way they enter me, I feel conquered
I am left beaten down

Above me is grace I am running in place
No fear to be frayed, I'm afraid I won't waste
Your fingers inside here
My future made brighter
Through eye-lids peeled wider
I'll see through this nightmare

I'm waiting- screaming through the nights to become
Something better, something that can love someone
If withdrawal and mood swings won' force me to change
Then it's better this tumor wants to take me away
Goodbye everybody, I'm leaving you now
I'll be seeing you soon, and if I don't
I tried my best to