Get Up!
I am clearly brokenAnd no one knows what to doPieces of the puzzle don't fit so I pound them into youItching is a pulse insideCreeping out to come aliveIt's just doing what it's gonna do
Times are looking grim these daysHolding on to everythingIt's hard to draw the line
Shut the fuck up, get up [x3]
I can't wait to rip my eyes out and look at youPeace through pain is preciousEspecially when it's done by you
Itching is a pulse insideCreeping out to come aliveIt's just doing what it's gonna do
Times are looking grim these daysHolding on to everythingIt's hard to draw the lineAnd I, I'm hiding in this empty spaceTortured by my memoriesOf what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up [x3]
ShutUp
Times are looking grim these daysHolding on to everythingIt's hard to draw the lineAnd I, I'm hiding in this empty spaceTortured by my memoriesOf what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up [x3]