I, I am clearly broken and no one knows what to do
Pieces of the puzzle don't fit, so, I pound them into you
Itching is the pulse inside
Creeping out to come alive
It's just doing what its going to do
Times are looking grim these days
Holding onto everything
Its hard to draw the line
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!
I can't wait to rip my eyes out and look at you
Peace through pain is precious especially when its done by you
Itching is the pulse inside
Creeping out to come alive
It's just doing what its going to do
Times are looking grim these days
Holding onto everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I'm, I'm hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories of what I've left behind
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!
Times are looking grim these days
Holding onto everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I'm, I'm hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories of what I've left behind
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!
Shut the f*ck up! Get up!