My landscape runs wild
In and out of every vacant room in you
My tendency, if left up to me
Is to swallow you down
And throw away the key
I'm a wasteland
Infertile ground
And I plant the seed
Even though the rain won't come down
Until the dust settles down
On solid ground
And I never have to feel the weight of you around
My friend again and again
It's too late
My blood runs thin
You beg to touch
And I beg to differ
I won't let you see the new side of me
Your broken chains and my new refrain
Keep the locks bolted tight eternally
Until the dust settles down
On solid ground
And I never have to feel the weight of you around
My friend again and again
It's too late
My blood runs thin