HYPOCRITE

[Verse 1]
The dirt still clings to the cross we made,
Your name carved deep like a scar that fades.
Every scream echoes down inside,
A war that won’t quit, no place to hide.
Banging my head on the edge of truth,
The world lost color the day I lost you.
Thought I'd drown, thought I'd fade away,
But rage keeps the reaper at bay.

[Pre-Chorus]
The silence is louder than any sound,
Your ghost is the weight that drags me down.

[Chorus]
It was like yesterday, then the heavens took you away!
Fuckin buried in confusion, tearing myself through decay.
Still I breathe, but barely holding on—yeah!
Punching through the pain till the night is gone!
Still I breathe, but barely holding on!

[Verse 2]
Empty chair, cracked photograph,
I keep your boots by the aftermath.
Whiskey bleeding down my throat,
Every drop burns like a final note.
Can’t bargain with a broken sky,
Can’t kill the tears no matter how I try.
I pound the earth where your name now sleeps,
In the dirt, my fury creeps.

[Pre-Chorus]
Blood in my mouth, fists to the air,
If you can hear me, brother, I’m still there!

[Chorus]
It was like yesterday, then the heavens took you away!
Fuckin buried in confusion, tearing myself through decay.
Still I breathe, but barely holding on—yeah!
Punching through the pain till the night is gone!
Still I breathe, but barely holding on!

[Bridge (Breakdown Growl Section)]
Slam! The hammer falls!
No mercy, no calls!
Your echo screams inside my chest—
God, this hurt never rests!
If there’s a gate, I’ll tear it down,
If there’s a crown, I’ll steal the crown!
You ain’t gone till I’m gone too,
Brother, I still fight for you!

[Final Chorus]
It was like yesterday, then the heavens took you away!
Fuckin buried in confusion, tearing myself through decay.
Still I breathe, but barely holding on—yeah!
Punching through the pain till the night is gone!
Still I breathe,
Still I bleed,
Still I scream your name till they bury me deep!

[Outro]
And when the dirt hits my face someday,
I’ll find you when the dark gives way...
Still I breathe—
But barely holding on.

Still I Breathe

As If Everything Was Held In Place

Lost In Translation

Your World On Fire

Live Love Die

Define The Great Line

In Regards To Myself

Returning Empty Handed

There Could Be Nothing After This

They're Only Chasing Safety

I Don't Feel Very Receptive Today

Returning Empty Handed

Underoath