I fall in a doorway
Bleed from the knees
Following footsteps
Open your mouth to speak to lies
Is the only way that you can breathe
Hang in the crosshairs
House made of leaves
Tired of waiting
Open your mouth to speak to lies
Is the only way that you can breathe
You are barely alive
A sound in the distance
A crow in the weeds
Punch in the view line
Cigarettes and pens remind you of
The friends that you'll never see
The cracks in the ceiling
Admit their defeat
Covered in bruises
Cigarettes and pens remind you of
The friends that you'll never see
You are barely alive
Cut off the hands of time
You are barely alive
Cut off the hands of time
You are barely alive
Cut off the hands of time
You are barely alive