What's the point in jumping If you land in the same place What's the point in drawing When there's nothing left to face The pain in your eyes was tremendous Screaming is so obsolete Is that why you stay quiet And the rest refuse to eat End of my fingers bloody Bitten right to the bone Is this the dream that we work for And if you got fangs still Baby you can chew it Just give yourself a try Pain won't stop shooting The pain in your eyes was tremendous Screaming is so obsolete Is that why you stay quiet And the rest refuse to eat End of my fingers bloody Bitten right to the bone Is this the dream that we work for Devotion