Spectres from the Black Moss

Ashbury Heights

i had something inside my head
no sympathy
no sympathy 
my medication made me feel undead
no sympathy
no sympathy
and when i couldn't relax
on account of my panic attacks 
you told me you had enough
just take some atarax
and when i went to my scans 
as i was dreading my death 
you had more pressing concerns
i got your message 

you keep on digging at the crossroads 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you conjure spectres from the black moss
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you're dedicated to a lost cause 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you dwell apart inside a black box 
no sympathy
no sympathy 

i was looking for a stretched out hand 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
of all the people i needed to understand 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
and nothing ever survives 
it doesn't matter 
how much you micromanage your heart 
or play the savant 
your soil is barren because you 
keep splitting atoms instead of
seeing yourself in the mirror 
maybe you just can't 

you keep on digging at the crossroads 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you conjure spectres from the black moss
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you're dedicated to a lost cause 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you dwell apart inside a black box 
no sympathy
no sympathy 

you couldn't handle my affliction 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
i was kicked like an addiction 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
and when i couldn't relax 
on account of my panic attacks 
you told me you had enough
just take some atarax 
and when i went to my scans 
as i was dreading my death 
you had more pressing concerns 
i got your message 

you keep on digging at the crossroads 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you conjure spectres from the black moss
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you're dedicated to a lost cause 
no sympathy
no sympathy 
you dwell apart inside a black box 
no sympathy
no sympathy