Life Rots (In Your Hands) Video (MV)

She says I'm best in moderation
And I'm guessing it shows
Poison and heavy rotation
Rotting down to the bone
I'll take the blame for dislocation
And the filth as my own
Faith and family obligations
My hands can't hold

And I'm keeping my corners clean
When I lay my head down

And what she said had nothing to do with it, no
So you take your bones home, take your bones home
Destroy yourself, come back to it, no
You destroy yourself then you come back to it
'Cause what she said, had nothing to do with it, no
So you take your bones home
Take your bones home

And I'm keeping my corners clean
When I lay my head down
No, no, no I don't dream
No I don't dream
No I don't dream

And the filth falls through your hands, but not mine
The filth falls through your hands, but not mine
And I yell because I know why
Oh and I yell 'cause I know why

And I'm keeping my corners clean
When I lay my head down
No, no, no I don't dream
No I don't dream
No I don't dream
And you send me off to sleep

Send me off to sleep
(Send me off to sleep)
Send me off to sleep

Send me off to sleep
(Send me off to sleep)
Send me off to sleep

No no
No no no
No no
No no no
No no
No no no

Send me
Send me
Send me off to
No no
To sleep