It's a Plague, And You're Invited

All of this time I should have known, but we buried our hopes in our throats.
And though it spared us from honesty, it could not deny anything else
After the air cleared and the anger left our bodies, we slept more soundly
We slept more soundly

On denton, where you realized the full weight of what you had done
You felt ashamed for the first time
But still refused to admit that you were wrong

I swore I would not carry your weight for you anymore when
At twenty-one, you cannot help yourself
But in the time you were making up your mind, we still held our breath
So history repeats, and the feeling

That I will one day wake an old and empty man only drives me harder
Even if you will not sacrifice your youth, it will grow to resent you
Like a body of water, it will yield only to entrenched earth

I swore I would not carry your weight for you anymore when
At twenty-one, you cannot help yourself
But in the time you were making up your mind, we already knew