Bleed, bleed, bleed until your veins are full of air
Quiet hands are folded in the peace of silent prayer
Kneeling down you rest your weary head no matter where
This is what it feels like giving in, giving in
Dig, dig, dig until the shovel's lost it's edge
Clawing at the rubble 'til your hands are burning red
Crushed beneath the concrete of a fate that stopped you dead
This is what it feels like giving in, giving in
Pray, pray, pray until there's no more words to spend
Crying out in anger for a life that had to end
Sink into their arms and wonder how it could've been
This is...
