Tell me, if I were to smile now In the dead of the dark, would it even exist? Or is it hard to tell? You treat me like a cheap motel sometimes But nevertheless, I was prepared to die For that thing in your chest, fuck your money I fantasize about those nights you held me down And sewed your lips to mine Now I miss the pain sometimes In this so-called life There were shortcuts into heaven through your eyes We emptied our wrists on the dotted line Now I stay on my side of the city A refugee, no MTV Oh well, thank God for THC Now I, yeah, I miss the pain sometimes In this so-called life There were shortcuts into heaven through your eyes Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Now I Yeah, I miss the pain sometimes In this so-called life There were shortcuts into heaven through your eyes Am I the taste that you watered down? Or am I the dust on your candy? You wash me off, then spit me out Once I lost taste inside your mouth

Oh, you come and set for something How you fight to keep it under Tell me something why you're running? Why you need to be in the shelter from me? Cold, to lie awake with the thoughts surround you Come to me, the way it was before The call it seems to disappear inside you To lift you up, I'm always here beside you, beside you Tell me what you need, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you feel, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you need, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you feel, I'm here to comfort you See it, you see it, feel it floating Break through the ceiling, find it beneath you Free from the cold, I wonder why you're a distant memory? You come, come back to life The call it seems to disappear inside you To lift you up, I'm always here beside you, beside you Tell me what you need, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you feel, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you need, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you feel, I'm here to comfort you You're far away, you're fading out of sight You're closer now, I see you're coming back to life Tell me what you need, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you feel, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you need, I'm here to comfort you Tell me what you feel, I'm here to comfort you

Burning everything I know Desperate for a change Crashing down the ancient roads Past our yesterday Maybe there is hunger in my blood Screaming out loud for what I want See me running full speed at it Shatter and collide Call it post-traumatic Now it's do or die Coming after tiny fractures Coming after tiny fractures See me running full speed at it Coming after tiny fractures Call me post-traumatic What comes after tiny fractures? Feeding frenzies in my brain I'm hopeful every day I gotta get it while we are still young enough to break We're finally not afraid Maybe there is hunger in my blood Screaming out loud for what I want See me running full speed at it Shatter and collide Call me post-traumatic Now it's do or die Coming after tiny fractures Coming after tiny fractures See me running full speed at it Coming after tiny fractures Call me post-traumatic What comes after tiny fractures?

The Devil's at our door The Bloodwoods shiver in the glare of summers haze Dust of ancient lands breathes beneath our feet Since the dawn of time, giver of life divine Shadowed by dark ruination, looming down the line The poisoned lies of narrow minds Now spread into the soul of life Bitter blight fractures life This call for change won't be too late The Devil's at our door, the Devil's at our door Selling fool's gold and a miracle cure Hearts of fire unite and man their barricades Truth is overwhelming, and yet hollow men still talk in vain Sowing sickness, shifting focus away Setting in stone a future we cannot sustain We can't quench our thirst on profits gained And we can't turn back once it begins Bitter blight fractures life This call for change won't be too late Won't be too late Won't be too late They poison the well and expect us to drink When the river runs dry only then, then will they see 'Cause you can line your pockets, but you can't buy back your soul These gates are locked, this future is not yours to own You can line your pockets, but you can't buy back your soul These gates are locked, this future is not yours to own Yeah Bitter blight, it fractures life This call for change won't be too late This bitter, this bitter blight, bitter blight It fractures, yeah, it fractures life This call, this call for change, this call for change It won't be, it won't be, it won't be too late