It's [bad word] reactor
It's the long way out
It's the stream of a motion blur
That swirls around til you drown,
But I couldn't put it down,
No I couldn't put it down,
No I couldn't put it down.

It's the colorless picture
In a heart shaped frame
The silhouette of a dough eyed girl
Who at one point had a name,
But I couldn't put it down,
No I couldn't put it down,
No I couldn't put it down.

Let's break the window panes
And separate the walls from all the nails,
Cuz maybe if we're loud we'll stay alive,
While everybody wants to join the fight,
But now it's too late.
 [bad word] away all the memories
Keep the cries curbside.
I'll be ashing on the images,
That have all been caught inside,
But I couldn't put it down,
No I couldn't put it down,
No I couldn't put it down.

Let's break the window panes
And separate the walls from all the nails
Cuz maybe if we're loud we'll stay alive
While everybody wants to join the fight.

But even if we barracade the door and seal it with the
Blood found on the floor.
We're always going to cross the finish line
While everybody wants [bad word] and hide
But now it's too late.

Let's break the window panes
And separate the walls from all the nails,
Cuz maybe if we're loud we'll stay alive,
While everybody wants to join the fight.

But even if we barracade the door and seal it with the
Blood found on the floor.
We're always going to cross the finish line
While everybody wants [bad word] and hide
But now it's too late.