I've seen it turn from white to red
I've heard you talk about how you bleed
and it doesnt mean shit
Until I see some action, a hint of rose
and a mountain of garbage leaves me for dead
and nothing drags me from
Breaking myself
Breaking myself
Breaking myself
Breaking myself
Breaking myself to try to keep everyone
from walking over me
Smell the burning wreckage of even you
All of your perfection
Let's get inside the bag
Turn it 180 degrees
Forget we even met
Cause it all comes down to this
The good ones always leave in the end
Breaking myself
Breaking myself
Breaking myself
Breaking myself
Breaking myself to try to keep everyone
from walking over me
I see the world and it all looks blue
I kiss the world and it all tastes true
The blurry eyes make me appealing in a normal fashion another 2 or 3 and you will become very friendly
your liquidation is a siren song- you swim, I follow
I'm feeling my head sink
So as to reach and touch what hurts me
Still I try to reach and touch
What
Hurts
Me
