You thought that i was broken
But my spirit drowned
Inside this vacuum of nonsense
Keep moving if you just want to stay alive
But if you want a smile you will try to hurt your arms
Draw a line that goes through your hands
And tell me is that how you wanted to end
Be creative to write a song
If you just want to talk about damage you need to be a better son
Draw a line that goes through your hands
And tell me is that how you wanted to end
Be creative to write a song
If you just want to talk about damage you need to be a better son