With no intents or purposes
Seems it always comes to this
And I will always feel this hunger
Maybe you can quench my thirst
I slip on sloaps i'm falling under
If I take another breath I'll only make things worse
When all I touch falls apart
I'm forced to live with these scars
Feels like shrapnel in my skin
And now I've come too far
To wish on your fading star
Feels like shrapnel in my brain
With no intents or purposes
Seems it always comes to this
I will always need this now
If I'm awake another day
And the silence that I vowed
White knuckles holding on to the pain
When all I touch falls apart
I'm forced to live with these scars
Feels like shrapnel in my skin
And now I've come too far
To wish on your fading star
Feels like shrapnel in my brain
When all I touch falls apart
I'm forced to live with these scars
Feels like shrapnel in my skin
And now I've come too far
To wish on your fading star
Feels like shrapnel in my brain