Look at my hand
Manipulate to serve
What I feel like I deserve
The basis is faulty
And there's no place to rest my head
So I wait in the depths instead

I'm waiting to bleed
So I'll know that I am alive
And my patience is justified
I can't get a grip
When there's nothing to hold on to
I need a separate point of view

Chorus:
Truth is a gun
I'm aiming at everyone
I'm driven by fear
It's no longer safe in here
My message is clean
Break off from who you've been
You're shot in the head
Another one dead

So tell me your views
Like I'm unable to oppose
Nothing legible to compose
So take your win
Walk around with your head held high
But afraid it will pass you by

I'm waiting to bleed
So I'll know that I am alive
And my actions are justified
I can't get a grip
When there's nothing to hold on to
But I know I'm better than you

Chorus(2x)

Another one dead(5x)