Glass

I watched it take everything
Bloody hands feed filthy mouths
It makes sense
That you fell victim to
This lie, the final debt
The cost of your life
Substance lingers
A cold heart can't pump a vein
Hollow needles tracing all the way down
Frail hands are too weak
Too weak to hold
Bound to your mistakes
Like a fly to flesh
You search for meaning
Finding affliction
Another drag, another pull
One more hollow body to bury
I watched it take everything
Bloody hands feed filthy mouths
It makes sense
That you let it in
You're punching holes in your lungs in hopes you'll float
I know you can't resist
You're punching holes in your lungs in hopes you'll float
A tragedy in red written by your hand
One more hollow body to bury
Punching holes in hopes
You'll float
I know you can't resist



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