Verse 1

Maybe I'm frozen, maybe I'm indolent.

Maybe I've given up on my lost innocence.

Maybe I don't see a point in any toil,

When my soul's buried so deep under the cold soil.

Pre chorus

I've been touched by the angelic hands of sloth,

I'll just sit tight and watch what's left of me rot.

Chorus

When your heart is under the attack of termites,

But shattered to such extent that you don't feel the bite,

When your fears have come alive on the darkest night,

But you're too broken to bother putting up a fight,

When you no longer have the desire to live,

Give in to sweet indolence, give in to sweet grief.

Verse 2

Maybe I've chosen, maybe I'm just helpless.

Maybe I'm haunted by the faux love on your face.

Maybe I don't see hope in any future,

When I have to walk into it carrying my scar.

Pre chorus

I've been touched by the angelic hands of sloth,

I'll just sit tight and watch what's left of me rot.

Chorus

When your heart is under the attack of termites,

But shattered to such extent that you don't feel the bite,

When your fears have come alive on the darkest night,

But you're too broken to bother putting up a fight,

When you no longer have the desire to live,

Give in to sweet indolence, give in to sweet grief.

Bridge

I don't want to indulge in labor,

When I have been robbed of our forever.

I don't want to move a muscle,

I don't even want to blink,

I wish the ground would just open,

And I could at long last sink.

Chorus

When your heart is under the attack of termites,

But shattered to such extent that you don't feel the bite,

When your fears have come alive on the darkest night,

But you're too broken to bother putting up a fight,

When you no longer have the desire to live,

Give in to sweet indolence, give in to sweet grief.