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Rough Hands

Was I left behind? Someone tell me, tell me I survived. And don’t look so surprised that I’m home, but just for tonight. With rough hands and sore eyes so don’t speak, I am tired. Let’s just live through this lie.

She says I swear to much, she says a lot of things. Well I’d swear every other word if I could, for her I’ll make an attempt. Sometimes love isn’t how much someone someone suits you, but how much you’re willing to change to suit them.

All my bones to dust
(Two people to damaged to much to late)
And my hearts sealed with rust
(Two people to damaged to much to late)
These hands will always be rough
(Two people to damaged to much to late)
I know this won’t count for much
(Two people to damaged to much to late)

One day my hands were to rough, one day she said “I’m tired” One day her clothes were on my floor. One day, empty bottles. I’m not saying she’s my last, I’m just saying that she could have been. It doesn’t matter how rough these hands get, it doesn’t matter cause I’m not her man.

Rough hands, rough days.
Rough hands, rough nights.
Rough hands, rough season.
Rough hands, rough fights..

All my bones to dust
(Two people to damaged to much to late)
And my hearts sealed with rust
(Two people to damaged to much to late)
These hands will always be rough
(Two people to damaged to much to late)
I know this won’t count for much
(Two people to damaged to much to late)

The bleeding

I remember when all the games began, remember every little lie. And every last goodbye. Promises you broke, words you choked on, and why I never walked away is still a mystery to me.

Well I’m so empty, I’m better off without you and you’re better off without me. Well you’re so unclean, I’m better off without you and you’re better off without me.

Paint the mirrors black to forget you, I still picture your face and the way you used to taste. Roses in a glass dead and wilted, to this all means nothing, everything to you is nothing.

Well you’re so filthy, I’m better off without you and you’re better off without me. Well I’m so ugly, I’m better off without you and you’re better off without me.

As wicked as you are you’re beautiful to me. You’re the darkest burning star, you’re my perfect desire.

This could be anywhere in the world

This town has it’s claws buried in my neck, this town it takes life without mercy, without hate. The streets are in distress, the sun suffocates behind darkened skies. The grass is growing on top of my feet, I’m sinking it won’t be long before I’m to deep to run. The lineup seems endless, underneath the salvations sounds. We are the dead ones, we are the lost cause, we are the bend before the break, our steps seal our fate.

Every step I take I leave a small piece of myself behind soon there will be nothing left. The cracks in the pavement match the cracks in their weathered skin. The sky’s a brick wall, the ground’s a juggernaut, each day they get a bit closer between them I am caught. I stare in amazement, I can’t believe this is where I live. Every breath I take I feel my lungs fill, this rain feels more like shards of glass, I’m more scar than skin.

Because this city, this city is haunted. By ghosts from broken homes.
This city, this city is haunted. There’s no hope left for these souls.

Our steps seal fate.
This is our celebration, come join the lost souls.
Walk with us now.