Come brush away these fists
And I will tell you everything
I hope you know how long
I’m lacking
So carve my name and take me
To the strength under it all
Then bury me
Where I fall
Push and pull like sex machines
Like sex machines
Questioning if I should even be here
I won’t make the same Mistake
And taking to bed all these
Things that I hate
I will complain
I will complain
A bleeding light has made us
All just want to wash away
And best believe I want it blinding
Under it all I black out
Holes and glorify disguise
Still draining me
From all this strife
Stare at the sun
Staring at the sun
At the sun
Staring at the sun
At the sun
Bury me where I
Bury me where I
Bury me where I
Bury me where I
Fall