Try not to get so righteous about what's fair for everyone
Find what's left in you, channel something good
Try your best to slowly withdraw
From the darkest impulses of your heart
Try your best to feel and receive
Your body is a blade that cuts a path from day to day
Calling it off, our hoax of trying
What's this place if you're not here?
Emptied the house and staged it for buying
Wave goodbye to all your things
Try your best to slowly withdraw
The body is a blade that moves while your brain is writhing
Knuckled under pain you mourn but your blood is flowing