Resting Place - Glass Hands

I’d throw myself in the well to wish for better days

I’ll cross my fingers and fall as far as light can see

Nothing draws blood like your lost hope

So far away from what you thought was a home

You were the priceless choice I once called my own

This is overdue

And now you’re fighting false corrections

You found peace in playing dead

I know that you’d never say this

But you’ve run out of ways

To manipulate your way out

I thought you got what you needed

But I know why you’re staying

You’re feeding off me

This is our resting place

Don’t promise a future that you won’t live to see

Forget all you’ve known, because you’re just a shell

And that’s all you’ll ever be

And I know you’re searching for the answers

But they are here, and they will die with you

Manipulate me