The Guilty Party
While She Sleeps Lyrics

I don't need to feel like I can't do this all on my own
I am capable of accomplishing things by myself and do not require constant assistance or validation from others

Welcome to the guilty party
You have entered a place where responsibility and accountability for one's actions are acknowledged

This'll be the last time that you see us playing dead (yeah)
We will no longer pretend to be lifeless or passive in the face of challenges or wrongdoing

We're all so malignant, bitter and twisted
We have become resentful, cynical, and corrupted by our negative experiences

It's just another blame game while you cry for help (yeah)
It's a recurring pattern of accusing others while seeking assistance, without taking personal responsibility

Good grief, let go
Expressing a sense of exasperation and urging the listener to release their burdens and move on

Defeatist, you let your demons hold you
You have adopted a mindset of surrender and allowed your inner struggles to control and restrain you

Unforsaken, like getting blood from a stone
Feeling abandoned and unable to attain support or understanding, as if it were impossible

You try to shake them, but they won't let you go
Despite your attempts to rid yourself of your demons, they persistently cling to you and prevent your freedom

And we don't have the time to stop and look at all we destroyed
There is a lack of opportunity or willingness to reflect on the damages and consequences of our actions

With an idle mind in a real life
In the midst of a chaotic reality, when our minds are not engaged or productive

It's every man for himself if we're gonna survive
In order to endure, we must prioritize our individual interests and well-being over collective support

And when the lights go out this time
During a moment of darkness or crisis

This time there's gonna be a riot (whoa-oh-oh)
Now, there will be a rebellion or uprising to challenge the status quo or address grievances

One nail, out's the other
For each problem resolved or mistake rectified, another arises to take its place

We shed our skin as we try to recover
As we attempt to heal and move forward, we discard our old selves and embrace change

Your eyes shine the sun
Your gaze radiates positivity, warmth, and hope

Your skin blows the wind
Your presence and touch embody an invigorating and refreshing energy

No heroin, no redeemer
There is no substance or person that can provide ultimate salvation or deliverance from our struggles

Life's anesthetic is sleep
Sleep serves as a temporary escape or numbing agent against the pains and realities of life

Everything you've done, you've undone with this
All of your previous actions and efforts have been negated or invalidated by your current behavior

Shut up
An abrupt command to cease talking or expressing oneself