All these empty spaces and the places that I've been
God, I hope to get there again
My problems have all pa**ed and I guess I'll last
Moving through these colors in contrast
I've been waiting for changes, you swore that I would come to say this
I've been shot down and hated, I need to know how to say this
My hands are finally warm enough to feel
Not so numb and dead
Pins and needles pulse through my body and head
Well I guess I'll lay here in bed
I've been waiting for changes, you swore that I would come to say this
I've been shot down and hated, I need to know how to say this
I wanted to say this