I won't say it's name
What if it's all a lie?
What could it even mean?
What if the truth comes into the light and it's all obsence?
No conclusion to this curse
Just a way to make it worse
I won't say it's name
I won't give it a face
I won't admit to the love I've lost all the hurt I've cursed
Or the doubt I put in place
I won't say it
They say what's done in the dark will find a way to shine
Because what's done in the dark could bury me alive
And I'm finding I'm losing my will to survive
Without enough the dirt I still welcome the hurt
What could I hope to see?
Obsinity
