Premonition of the hex

Suppression makes them wait
It strips the light of everything
Too scared to walk away down in your heart
The image of her lie
You're dying just to be there, just crying on your knees

Be weary of the things you want
You can't predict what's coming
Unlock your fingers from my hand
You never see the things you have
Slice up and not across when you try to make the deepest cut

Illusion makes a gate
The guilty flow of everything
Too dumb to walk away, downed in your mind
You never even tried
You're dying just to be there, just crying on your knees
Couldn't say her name in a single way
You never found the time
She didn't make a sound when she hit the ground
In the image of her lie

Be weary of the things you want
You can't predict what's coming
Unlock your fingers from my hand
You never see the things you have
Slice up and not across when you try to make the deepest cut

Be careful of what you deserve
You can't predict what's coming
Unlock your fingers from my hand
You never give the things you want
Slice up and not across when you try to make the deepest cut