We fold the 10 dollar bill over again
I know the record might be broken again
for the first time your unspoken this last time
Im lying on the floor broken since last night
When it comes down to friends
Id rather cut my wrists than save them
because every now and then
were bleeding for you sins
You grow taller than my reputation
my death row the electric chair is broken again
my life still ungrown I dont know why
if Im dead but still breathing am I dead or alive
I never though Id see you again
your bleeding face against my skin
I’d rather not save them
we’re bleeding for you sins