The Rift Lyrics - Singles - Vela Whisper

I swear I can't stand the thought 

Of watching you while you tare me apart. 

One interruption after another, after another. 

I'm finding my center. 

Building a resentment. 

You are a wolf in sheep's clothing. 

I don't have the patience to listen to your complaining. 

Every noise you make is like I'm coloring outside the lines. 

And encounters like this are so far from rare. 

I never thought that you would end up like this now I see, 

You always had an excuse... 

Were always trying to leave me to fend for myself. 

I never needed your help. 

You are a wolf in sheep's clothing. 

Dead set on taking everything from me. 

Lining the back of my throat Is a dried up pool of blood 

From repeating myself over and over and over again, 

But you never heard a f*cking word I said. 

You are dead to me, dead to the world. 

You gave me all the hope I had. 

While stealing from my outstretched hands. 

Sad to see a good thing end. 

I'm leaving you behind again.