because it's all that I've got.
You drag me by my feet-
I'm bleeding from every pore.
It's raining on me, but I can't feel a thing.
My body betrays. My mind vacates.
Thus am I complete; house holy and empty.
My emptiness builds me a wall.
If you run, count me in;
I'll be behind you.
Walls may fall but I will not be crushed
as long as there's an us.
It's raining on me, but I can't feel a thing.
My body betrays. My mind vacates.
Thus am I complete; house holy and empty.
My emptiness builds me a wall.
I'm sorry for nothing
because it's all that I've got.
You drag me by my feet-
I'm bleeding from every pore.
I'm counting the seams I've snapped inside.
I've no blood to bleed; I only breathe in my sleep.
I say a name both foreign and vain.
I see my face as it fades.
If you run, count me in;
I'll be behind you.
Walls may fall but I will not be crushed
as long as there's an us.
It's raining on me, but I can't feel a thing.
My body betrays. My mind vacates.
Thus am I complete; house holy and empty.
My emptiness builds me a wall.
I'm sorry for nothing
because it's all that I've got.
You drag me by my feet-
I'm bleeding from every pore.
I'm sorry for nothing.
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