Lyrics:

Come brush away these fists and I will tell you everything I hope you know how long I'm lacking So carve my name and take me to the strength under it all Then bury me where I fall Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain A bleeding light has made us all just want to wash away And best believe I want it blinding Under it all I black out holes and glorify disguise Still draining me from all this strife Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain Stare at the sun Staring at the sun... Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain ...Bury me where I fall