a fickle clock that documents my slow decay
i'm hollowed out and stagger backwards into yesterday
but i can't stay her hand
the girl gets shot again
but what is left to scan and send?
how many times until i'm spent?
world lines start to fray and split
i'm so afraid but won't admit
still i can't stay her hand
the girl gets shot again
still i can't stay her hand
the girl gets shot again
please stop dying in my arms
please stop dying in my arms
please stop dying in my arms
i can only take so many times
please stop dying in my arms
this is fucking killing me inside
please stop dying in my arms
i can only take so many times
please stop dying in my arms
this is fucking killing me inside
blood stains on my hands
show me there's a plan
blood stains on my hands
show me there's a plan
i can only take so many times
please stop dy-i-i-i̷i̶n̴g̵
this is fucking killing me inside
please stop dying in my arms
i can only take so many times
please stop dying in my arms
this is fucking killing me inside