| I bit the nails off of your broken hands and while they bleed out
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| I saw the colors change, but no pain showed on your face
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| Do I look past what I can’t see through
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| After all the times I turned to paths to follow and set me free
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| From the bullshit life I’m living?
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| I pushed my conscience back to when I couldn’t feel the pain
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| Of watching the flames burn out that wake me up and put me to sleep
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| Nothing compares to breathing now
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| I can’t lose what I had pushed down
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| The world will close but I’ll run free
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| Fate’s not what will put me six feet deep
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| I’m sick of changing for the shape of what’s to come
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| So I left my head back where it belongs
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| Don’t want to see, don’t want to live ahead from this point
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| So I’ll lift my soul only for here and now |