Carved Out - The Hope Conspiracy

Hate in cold blue patience not a virtue

Blood for every sin

Hate is my weapon

Power is

A game for cowards

I smell your kind for miles i see you behind that badge

See it’s a joke for me

Three years in a hole for me

Served everyday laughing at all of you

Trust is a knife in the back

Trust is a bullet through the head

You’re under my skin but i can carve you out

Like a parasite i can carve you out it burns in cold blue