I awake with a new sense of restless desire for the things I can’t have
Without crossing a line
And it kills me to know
That I trade the sickness over the [bad word] of you
And it seems we [bad word] to appreciate all the things that stay with us everyday
But we only see what moves
And I can’t help but notice
This new view

Maybe no one will understand me like you could
But I need more than to be understood
The way to crash is to stay in the same direction for good

There’s a thirst and a rat with a leech on its back
That was made to attain what can’t be sustained
And the feelings decay but the hunger remains
And it drives me to my grave

Maybe no one will understand me like you could
But I need more than to be understood
The way to crash is to stay in the same direction for good