Sins I Didn't Sin

[Verse 1] The rope snapped I still didn’t die For five whole seconds I was alive In those five seconds I lived somehow Saw a life I won’t have They won’t let me now A quiet room A child asleep A name still warm That should’ve been me Hands without chain Breath without smoke A future they dragged To the end of a rope [Pre-Chorus] They hurt me Because I had a voice Had a name for what they did They had to stop So they called my tongue A wicked thing And tied their fear Into the knot [Chorus] These are sins I didn’t sin But they carved them in my skin I was blood I was bone I was someone of my own Now I hang Now I burn Smell the pain I didn’t earn They can light their fires Let me burn I will die With smoke in my name But I won’t leave The way I came I’m not tied To this wicked end You can end my life But not me [Verse 2] They said the well went thick with mud Said the fields turned black because I stood Said the cattle fell silent when I spoke So they wrapped my throat in braided rope Killed in vain For no point Other than I wouldn’t comply With your sanctified filth Your stupidity dressed white Hear them pray With clean dry hands Like God can’t see Where murder stands Let them write Let them lie Let them choke On what survives [Chorus] These are sins I didn’t sin But they carved them in my skin I was blood I was bone I was someone of my own Now I hang Now I burn Smell the pain I didn’t earn They can light their fires Let me burn I will die With smoke in my name But I won’t leave The way I came I’m not tied To this wicked end You can end my life But not me [Bridge] Others will rise up With my name in their teeth Even though I’m gone Even out of sight My name stays there Where the smoke lays down While you face Your failed lie There’ll be another tongue You cannot close Another girl The whole town knows Another wrist That won’t stay tied Another mouth That sounds like mine [Breakdown] Cut the hair Bind the wrist Name the wound Call it justice Light the pyre Tell the crowd She was wicked Burn her down Cut the hair Bind the wrist Name the wound Call it justice You can burn the body But the body isn’t this [Final Chorus] These are sins I didn’t sin But you buried me in them Called my voice a wicked thing Now my voice comes up through rain In the well In the smoke In the ground That wouldn’t hold In the girls Who won’t stay quiet In the hands That won’t stay tied I was killed in vain But I did not end I went up in flames And came back through rain [Outro] Here we are All my friends You will not like How this ends You can cut You can burn You can salt the ground But you can’t erase us From this world now