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
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
Taking to bed all these things that I hate...
I will complain, I will come

Stare at the sun!

Staring at the, at the... sun!
Staring at the, at the... sun!

Questioning if I should even be here...
I won't make that same mistake
Taking to bed all these things that I hate...
I will complain, I will complain

Bury me where I...
Bury me where I...
Bury me where I...
Bury me where I... fall