A Division of Self Video (MV)

Oh my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on
Oh good God my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on

Empty promises of desires that I seek
These cords that bind
This milestone of mine
Around my neck
Have shaped my spine to it

Oh my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on
Oh my God my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on

The coldest lips and frozen kiss
This is where I want to fall apart
So here's the color... you always wanted
Feels like: an exhale, like letting go and returning home

This thirst I quench
Returns instant
And I am left
With the broken hands, of a broken man
I keep running from the water in the well
Oh, can you make me well?

Oh my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on
Oh my God my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on

The most fitting, "Is this it?"
The most fitting, "This is it"
Pull me straight; back into place
Pull me straight from my crooked way
Pull me straight, back into place

Oh my God my chains are gone, but I keep