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Prison performing "The Knife and the Dying Dream" from their 2017 album, "N.G.R.I." Spotify: https://spoti.fi/32p1jNN iTunes / Apple Music: https://apple.co/2mSu9H4 Instagram: / prisonlives Facebook: / prisonfl Bandcamp: https://prisonfl.bandcamp.com Twitter: / prisonband Merchandise: https://www.prisonmerch.com Engineered, produced, mixed, and mastered by Austin Coupe: https://austincoupe.com Directed by Codey Dingfield *This song is dedicated to anyone who has struggled with suicidal thoughts.* Lyrics: I'm a bridge torcher A tortured performer A victim of abuse who is shorter when cornered If there's one thing I know, it's that I'm never enough, but I've got a knife in my hand and a dying dream Oh, yes, I've got a knife in my hand and a dying dream God in Heaven I need divine intervention To escape this detention At least divert my attention I've got the right intentions I'm just sick Yeah, I'm sick in the head And every morning I wake up I curse and I wish I was dead Everything I touch (everything I touch) It turns to rust (it turns to rust) And everything I love crumbles to dust I've got a knife in my hand and a dying dream (Do it) I will die on my own terms or I will not die at all You were absent during the climb And now you've come to watch me fall I've lived a life of suffering I seek only peace I'll die a death of sweet relief But only if you let me God in Heaven I need divine intervention To escape this detention At least divert my attention I swear I've got the right intentions I'm just sick Oh, yes, I'm sick in the head And every night when I lay down to sleep Oh, I wish I was dead I've got a knife in my hand and a dying dream I drag the blade vertically There will be no resuscitating me