I, I am clearly broken and no one knows what to do

Pieces of the puzzle don't fit, so, I pound them into you

Itching is the 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 **** up! Get up!

Shut the **** up! Get up!

Shut the **** up! Get up!

I can't wait to rip my eyes out and look at you

Peace through pain is precious especially when it's done by you

Itching is the 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

And I'm, I'm hiding in this empty space

Tortured by my memories of what I've left behind

Shut the **** up! Get up!

Shut the **** up! Get up!

Shut the **** up! Get up!

Times are looking grim these days

Holding on to everything

It's hard to draw the line

And I'm, I'm hiding in this empty space

Tortured by my memories of what I've left behind

Shut the **** up! Get up!

Shut the **** up! Get up!

Shut the **** up! Get up!