Blinder - Empty Fists

All these strangers came
All in the mirror today
They said I was late
Too late to stay
Heavy, I'm breathing, a pulse becomes meaning
How did I end up in a room like this
Leave by my bedside, wanting a feeling
Face to face with a tight and empty fist
General swallowing
Maybe a breath today
Make my feathered bed
With tar sheets and lay
Heavy, I'm breathing, a pulse becomes meaning
How did I end up in shapes like this
I don't want pills to sleep, wanting a feeling
Molded to hold, but who'd pay for a mess like this
Heavy, I'm breathing, a pulse becomes meaning
How did I end up in a room like this
Leave by my bedside, wanting a feeling
Fake to fake, feeling tight and empty

Written by:
Brandon O'Neill, Tim Brentner, Margo Hoy, Ricky Petticord

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