Stone and sand break the fall
Of two hearts going out together
Charcoal breath, singed out hair disappears with the rage
Do you I don't need that kind of pity to fill my lungs again?
So help me write this song for all the crowd that are searching the right words to sing
And let their heart strings come undone to sew back together
An addicted silhouette answers my guilt with apathy for peace
Made it crass for a revelation that could begin recovery
Who gets to win it all for a fabled prize
Incomplete for satisfactory
Misdirected again
Can't find the resource that foreshadows the stopping point of the process
I've had enough of the safeguard for an answer
What makes you think you make me feel better