White knuckles
To show
White sand is
Like snow
The feeling you get
When the wind blows
My knuckles are bolts
They beat and they stole
I wanted to feel all
The highs and lows
Wanted highs
Highs
And lows
But I can't feel
And I can't grow
It's like I'm drawing blood from a stone
If someone's here?
Am I alone?
I've waited till the end to call this home
My knuckles have bled
Beaten to the bone
I'm held down by your darkness
That won't let me go
Little was known
But nothing was shown
I wanted to know what
Happens when
Happens when
But I can't feel
And I can't grow
It's like I'm drawing blood from a stone
If someone's here?
Am I alone?
I've waited till the end to call this home
I wanna turn all the lights off
I wanna know when the pain starts
I wanna feel something real
So you better play a part
My
My
My knuckles are old
My knuckles are old
My knuckles are old
My knuckles are old
My knuckles are old
My knuckles are old
My knuckles are old
My knuckles are old