Day After Day

We're climbing up a
Crimson tower
It gets blood red at the top cause it
Gives you power
Or at least the illusion you wanted
Day after day after day
Keep losing the grip we couldn't get
Day after day after day
Knees cracked and broken finger tips

Drag my body with you through the
wet paint

Don't let it dry!
Keep the colors mixed
Or strip them, and reset
You paint your, plastic fist
With a bleeding neck

Neck ripped open and shut
The finish line is the halfway point my
Neck ripped open and shut
This finish line reads

Keep climbing up a
Crimson tower
Or its fucking red from the top cause they
Live off power
Or at least the illusion they wanted
Day after day after day
I keep losing this grip I never had
Day after day after day
Knees cracked and broken fingertips

But who's behind the door?
Who's been holding it shut?
Is this even my home?
It's not

How does this nightmare end?

Cut the chord, cut you short, cut you the
Fuck out
Of my head, no space left
Still crimson