with nothing underneath

you should've called out

made amends

broken hearts breathe unison. i was trying to gather mine. all my tragedies are my enemies

all my enemies are mine. and we carry on

just to lighten the load. never had i been such outsider

eyes of the blamed

while i was trying to reclaim. all my tragedies are my enemies

all my enemies are mine. and we carry on

just to lighten the load

and silently we sleep with nothing underneath. with weary hands and driven nails

i begin to rebuild myself. the bruises uncover the scene

the taste of the clean. and we carry on

outlasting

just to lighten the load

silently we sleep

with nothing underneath. with your voice i keep you. never used like this gently.