From the recording May They Wither
Written from a place of emotional burnout and disillusionment, “May They Wither” reflects the frustration of watching words lose meaning through repeated disappointment and broken trust. Beneath the aggression is a deeper sense of isolation, resilience, and emotional survival — the struggle between vulnerability and self-preservation when faith in others begins to collapse.
Lyrics
May They Wither
Others words are thin and worn
They've all been through the war & lost
Now comatose they stray and wander,
they wander.
People's words don't mean a thing,
when I can't depend
No I can't depend on no one,
but number one
When will I learn, not to
Count on others who,
are as flakey as the snow
And there, words as good as growing old
When will I learn, not to
Put my trust in others
Who will sugar coat their words for a sucker
Leave me hangin' like a bird on a wire
Others words are thin and worn
They've all been through the war & lost
Now comatose they stray and wander,
they wander
When will I learn, not to
Give others the benefits of my doubts
Of my faith and hope has dwindled
beyond zero
Others words are thin and worn
They've all been through the war & lost
Now comatose they stray and wander,
they wander
People's words don't mean a thing,
when I can't depend
No I can't depend on no one,
but number one
If you could read between the lines
of my fingers, Subtract the two on either side
and you'll get what you deserve
The sign relevant to your kind, unkind
People's words don't mean a thing,
when I can't depend
No I can't depend on no one,
but number one
When will I learn, not to
Count on others who, are as flakey as the snow
And there, words as good as growing old
May they wither, may they wither,
may they wither, may they wither
May they wither, may they wither,
may they wither, may they wither
May they wither, may they wither
Wilt and fucking die, wilt and fucking die,
may they wither