Error in Excellence

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Matt Holt] Say I'm cold See I'm just tired of you You make me sick Sometimes it seems I can't break you Now that I'm sick It seems all right Now that I'm gone You must be happy [Pre-Chorus: Holt] I cannot stand this, these words don't come so easily More aggravation to silence my mind [Chorus: Holt and Sampled Vocals] One more in the face of redemption But still I feel it and go So you know I can't realize, realize Put you away so you don't know Can't see you feel it what I do See it in the face what you do to the children I still cannot break it no matter what you tell me You hear, but you're blind And you're still not comin' around to get a sound He has to be destroyed [Verse 2: Holt] So now I'm cold, you said you're tired of me I made you sick Sometimes it seems you can't break me Now that you're sick, it seems all bad Now that you're gone, I can't be happy [Pre-Chorus: Holt] I cannot stand this These words don't come so easily More aggravation To silence my mind [Chorus: Holt] One more in the face of redemption But still I feel it and go So you know I can't realize, realize Put you away so you don't know Can't you feel it, what I do See it in the face what you do to the children I still cannot break it no matter what you tell me You hear, but you're blind And you're still not comin' around to get a sound [Verse 3: Holt] Burn this empty mind Take it all but you want some more apologies Now I'm not cool, suck up in lies Say it all even with no truth I'm feeling fine, I feel no guilt for the shit I say Could give a fuck about your inner thoughts They're not mine, clear kills So you think you know some shit, try hard Know that you can't leave it like this I can't see it through [Chorus: Holt] One more in the face of redemption But still I feel it and i go So you know I just can't realize, realize Put you away so you don't know Can't you feel it what I do See it in the face what you do to the children I still cannot break it no matter what you tell me You hear, but you're blind And you're still not comin' around to get a sound [Outro: Holt] Clear kills So you think you know some shit, try hard Know that you can't leave it like this I can't see it through by myself Told you, see your feelings overweight
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Credits
- Writers
- Bill Gaal
- Matt Holt
- Chris Houck
- Tom Maxwell (MD)