In a remote confined space
Took the life of a man with the same name
Slashed his side on the blade
On the handle his blood mourned his fate
And there's a demon in their veins
And their blood is sinned
And yet they know in their brains
But it still gets sinned
There's nothing more I hate
Than hearts that strain
Hearts that strain
Cellophane riddled walls
Closing in on the man who's nervous
Burned his side on the flames
On the fire his flesh mourned his fate
And there's a demon in their veins
And their blood is sinned
And yet they know in their brains
But it still gets in
There's nothing more I hate
Than hearts that strain
Hearts that strain
And there's a demon in their veins
And their blood is sinned
And yet they know in their brains
But it still gets in
There's nothing more I hate
Than hearts that strain
Hearts that strain
