Our Parting Ways

This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of what I'm giving into again
Will we brace?
Will we part our ways to see the best of us leave
And never be set free?

This isn't what makes me believe
It sure as shit ain't fuckin' what made me
Death isn't release from the memory
How could I forget a thing?
Defenseless to trenches you made
I'll carry the message across
The ditches don't fulfill the shame
The rest is all but a living rot

The lines we've drawn are crossing out
Those eyes you don't reckon with
Our ways, they will part and emanate
Your trace is lost to say the least

This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of what I'm feeling

This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of who I am
This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of who I am
This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of who I am
This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of who I am

This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of what I'm feeling

When the rivers overflow and the bridges get cut loose
I won't ever want the truth even when you're gone
Why am I to ruin everything?
When are all of you to turn on me?
I won't ever need the pity
Please pause it all

The lines we've drawn are crossing out
Those eyes you don't reckon with

This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of who I am
This isn't half of what I'm feeling
This isn't half of what