I am clearly broken
And no one knows what to do
Pieces of the puzzles don't fit
so I pound them into you
Itching is a pulse inside
Creeping out to come alive
It's just doing
What it's gonna do
Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
Shut the fuck up, get up
I can wait to rip my eyes out
and look at you
Peace through pain is precious
Especially when it's done by you
Itching is a pulse inside
Creeping out to come alive
It's just you and I
It's time to
Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I'm hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories
Of what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut Up
Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I'm hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories
Of what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up