Come brush away these fists and I will tell you everything I hope you know how long I'm lacking So carve my name and take me to the strength under it all Then bury me where I fall Push and pull like s** machines, like s** machines Push and pull like s** machines, like s** machines Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain A bleeding light has made us all just want to wash away And best believe I want it blinding Under it all I black out holes and glorify disguise Still draining me from all this strife Push and pull like s** machines, like s** machines Push and pull like s** machines, like s** machines Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain Stare at the sun Staring at the sun... Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain ...Bury me where I fall