Bullet holes inside my body
Death’s number on my arms
The shattered state, the cooling fade of my lungs
Ravened soul, years in the breaking
Wearied as a beggar’s bones
Too many mornings writhe in fate’s disguising song
Oh I’ll run recklessly into the dark
For a new start, a birthmark
Sea of glass on which I’m walking
Bends to break beneath the shame
Why do we slave to build an able ship with doomed remains?
Oh I am bleeding out from these scars
Oh I’ll run recklessly into the dark
For a new start, a birthmark