Open the door I'm burning the year over alcohol What's in store Is kept inside a fractured jaw Stitches get sewn as the story changes And drives itself to bed now
But you'd break your bones And i'm committing to these crimes
Homeless with words Mountains of dust That remind me of phones I'm just next in line With the sharpest knife And the, the desire to make These children die
But you'd break your bones And i'm committing to these crimes And we look like dinosaurs Apathy will put us on paper
But you'd break your bones And i'm committing to these crimes And we look like dinosaurs Apathy will put us on paper
Thrust my head Through echoes and hearts Echoes in part Thrust my head
