You should've called out,
made amends, broken hearts breathe unison
I was trying to gather mine
All my tragedies are my enemies,
all my enemies are mine
And we carry on, just to lighten the load
Never had I been such outsider,
eyes of the blamed,
while I was trying to reclaim
All my tragedies are my enemies,
all my enemies are mine
And we carry on,
just to lighten the load,
and silently we sleep with nothing underneath
With weary hands and driven nails,
I begin to rebuild myself
The bruises uncover the scene,
the taste of the clean
And we carry on, outlasting,
just to lighten the load,
silently we sleep
with nothing underneath
With your voice I keep you
Never used like this gently