Face down
Life began anew in the back of someone else's car
I found a whole world of brinks that I hadn't lived on yet
A lifetime of floors to pa** out on
Docile and pillowed in my spit
Pay witness to my craft of confiding in familiars
Pleading off all my guilt
Embarra**ing every person that I came with
Love springs eternal from the wreckage
But even after the fact
I'm still looking for some logic in the static
I'm searching for the structure of everything that breaks
And I have a feeling there's some sort of reasoning here
Something I can blame for my shortness of breath
Embarra**ed fatigue
Every bone broken
And I think it might be whatever I want it to be
Did you feel different when you woke up today?
Do your hands shake every time that they're used?
Does that scare you?
Because it scares me
Tell me what you can believe in
I still believe in all my limits
I believe in the way that we ache