I fall in a doorway Bleed from the knees Following footsteps Open your mouth to speak to lies Is the only way that you can breathe Hang in the crosshairs House made of leaves Tired of waiting Open your mouth to speak to lies Is the only way that you can breathe You are barely alive A sound in the distance A crow in the weeds Punch in the view line Cigarettes and pens remind you of The friends that you'll never see The cracks in the ceiling Admit their defeat Covered in bruises Cigarettes and pens remind you of The friends that you'll never see You are barely alive Cut off the hands of time You are barely alive Cut off the hands of time You are barely alive Cut off the hands of time You are barely alive