Suit Sacrifice Lyrics - The New Amsterdams

So the battle ground is a border-town 

Do you want to come home? 

Is the gutter full of the pitiful? 

Do you want to atone? 

I can make all the poison go down 

Like a sweet wine 

You'll be just fine 

So we're bottled in 

We're shelved in 

Ashamed of ourselves 

We don't let it 

Will my life suit sacrifice? 

Know that I have but just one try 

Like a masochist 

I'm loving this 

The pain, the pain, the pain is bittersweet 

And the tyranny is taking me 

It's turning the screws 

I'm deserving, deserving of this