Unconscious and wane, shortsighted when you wake up.
Given over to thieves, deserted when wanna grief.
With an empty shell, a pretty face fora last farewell.
And whatever you say, subscribe to too much way too late

And, i break apart, broken glass, through my arm
We'll toast convenient lies, when everyone is occupied

You rather made it ease anything for those you try to please.
And, i'm having feint from what i cannot keep in.

And, i break apart, broken glass through my arm
We'll toast convenient lies, when everyone is occupied

You make up more than i can tell even for someone that i know so well.
Burning every single chip come down, the mark to fend her is axle round.
I get the message the buckle needs, the voice of reason i can see.
The candidate in a losing race forced to blackmail to save some face.
That i'll go... and i'll breathe...

And, i break apart, broken glass, through my arm
We'll toast convenient lies, when everyone is occupied...