It's the fear of a promise A stab wound with no pain Broadcast all of my worst thoughts To my enemies You're just hoping I always lose
This sacrifice it just meant nothing to you Ignoring each piece Plastic to ceramic To grow stronger does not always need to Have change (I heard you say)
So take my dying hand Find the good in goodbyes For mourning won't come easily Drag the fear from me Not as pretty as they'd want you be
Becoming ageless after 23 Drown out my departure Through crowds of defeat Then burn down my house just to feel seen Engrave each moment
Into a memory Can't keep up with the pace Of the modern day So take my dying hand Find the good in goodbyes For mourning won't come easily
Drag the fear from me If we could trade I'd be there Born from a wish of pain The request is turning cold Living colour now dark-end circles
Your eyes will never age Now I can barely read Postcard from the ICU A promise to come visit soon
So take my dying hand Find good in the goodbyes For mourning won't come easily Drag the fear from me
I heard you say I heard you say I heard you say If we could trade I'd be there
