Your head, brick wall
Your hands broken
Tied and burned, beaten
Open wound weeping
Paper cuts inside
My mistakes collide
I'm alive
I'm trying
Stop the noise
My hands are sore
I'm shaking
You asleep, me awake
I'm good at panicking
You're good at feeding it
Paper cuts inside
Science, God divide
I'm alive
I'm trying
Stop the noise
I'm alive
I'm trying
Reconnect
Restart

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