Get up! I am clearly broken And no one knows what to do Pieces of the puzzles don't fit so I pound them into you
Itching is a pulse inside Creeping out to come alive It's just doing What it's gonna do
Times are looking grim these days Holding on to everything It's hard to draw the line
Shut the fuck up, get up
I can wait to rip my eyes out and look at you Peace through pain is precious Especially when it's done by you
Itching is a pulse inside Creeping out to come alive It's just you and I It's time to
Times are looking grim these days Holding on to everything It's hard to draw the line And I'm hiding in this empty space Tortured by my memories Of what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut Up
Times are looking grim these days Holding on to everything It's hard to draw the line And I'm hiding in this empty space Tortured by my memories Of what I left behind