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