Went to war for a lovable feeling
Tearing another instinct apart
Held two piece, a silver quarter, while I was speeding
Never wash yourself up ashore
Better off with the water cut off
The only living proof I got
Is just the sand that I was made of
Got tired building it up
I found the quiet place I lost, it's just a cell upon the river
Clenched to places where the bottom line
Is scattered with a rain cloud
I still hope to fall
I'm not running, I'm not failing, nor i'm evading
Wonder where the nerves are still numb
Better off with the water cut off
The only living proof I got
Is just the sand that I was made of
Got tired of building it up
I found the quiet place I lost, it's just a cell upon the river
Better off with the water cut off
The only living proof I got
Is just the sand that I was made of
Got tired of building it up
I found the quiet place I lost, it's just a cell upon the river
