[bad word] [bad word] 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  machines, like  machines
Push and pull like  machines, like  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 [bad word]  I [bad word] 

bleeding light has made us all want to just 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  machines, like  machines
Push and pull like  machines, like  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 [bad word]  I [bad word] 

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 [bad word]  I [bad word] 

...Bury me where I fall