Discordia
by Son [bad word] 
your [bad word] from [bad word] of you
the smoke rising up from the ashes of all
you do
you know that it’s [bad word] 
never content until you’re lost and afraid
feel okay and it’s time
to hurt with no reason or rhyme
it’s all in your mind

home
is so far away
we’ll
be back there someday
now
we’ll wait for the [bad word] and follow me to…

discordia
take me by the hand and never let me go
let me go
dysphoria
pulls me down into the sand until I lose control
lose control

gather everything up and leave them behind
find a home on the road
a roof and a place
to hide
it’s still you inside

you say you’ll fix it this time if you could just start again
prove everyone wrong
with a wink and a grin
and then
you turn within

(I need to feel the pain again
as I lose everything within)