"What's going on right now?"
Is the sound of hell
Six feet, dig it up
Blame it on yourself again
Reach in, let it out
We can shut it down
These are the symptoms of you
Making me sick of the truth
And if you ask how
We can figure out
Why we lost ourselves
So "let go", "calm down"
I wish it was that easy
We're all just victims of ourselves
Searching our way off the shelf
These are the symptoms of you
Making me sick
And it gets contagious
I've lost my patience
More desperate than before
How, how is it?
So they say
What's on your mind?
How, how deserving
It's a lie
In the space between every "I" and "you"
You'll be safe and green
Til your lips turn blue
Reset, start again
You'll starve again
The stars are bending to heal the pain
You can't take away
You can't take away
You stop and start it
The stars are bending
You stop and start it
To heal the pain
You stop and start it
You can't take away
You stop and start it
You can't take away
