Closing Yours - At A Loss

Blackwash the dawn and watch us divide

Here in the sand, we drew our lines

And I’m bitter, and I’m red, but it’s allright I understand

You marked me a dead letter I’m getting together I’ve never been better

I’m so happy to erase this world for you, it’s true

But there are clench fists, and closed doors, and there’s you

Closing Yours… closing yours

You marked me a dead letter I’ll never get better cause you’re so together

I’m so happy to brace this fall for you, I’m ruined.

Behind clenched fists

And closed doors… if this is what you call breaking out, then this is how I

break down

One last contact you owe me

A black contrast controls me

But I never had the hands

To construct Bleak plans and send you through this glass

I never had the hands

To construst bleak plans, and bring this hammer down

Live.

Learn.

Burn

Feel my stomach turn