I'm bleeding
I'm dying
Nothing's working but I'm trying
You can deconstruct my arm
But you can't do the same
To my brain
You can't cut my skin
You don't make the day begin
You don't bleed for me
You don't greed for me
I'm done waiting for you
I'm done waiting to see what you'll do
I figured it out on my own I think
And what I found makes you look like you're on the brink of insanity
Watch your profanity
I'm worried for humanity
All of the brutality
Where's the morality?
Absently
The thoughts leave my brain like a train leaves the station
I brought along this bag of mine that holds the hands of time in an hourglass of sand
As I take it out of the bag it shatters in my hand
The shards soon let blood leave my skin
And the sun leans on the mountains because the day's about to begin
I don't know about you
But I certainly will not advertently pick the shards out from my hand they'll break into smaller pieces and then I'll lose them in my mind
Nothing can undo the damage of time