I was born when they took my name But the world turned to me again when I
turned upon their name I mean I thought it was new I didn't do
I decided I dreamed that the foot of your bed was in my small range beside my bed
I pulled out the pictures I'm pushing that board again
It stitched me up and I left the book on board in my chair
Now I sit on the rooftop's edge The muddy street beneath my swollen head
I'm trying to forget you I never meant it
And the sky is red for body and clouds From chimney to mouth, spills and smoke around
I can't stop calling you But I promise you won't call me down
But still I keep praying As the blood from my face goes to ground
I burned and caught in the waters Waiting for help, I can't provide
I'm not that big I hope for the best But nothing changes, I'm sorry
I was blessed with bad eyes There's a lot that I miss But I don't mind, I'm not that old
I'll find out what broke me soon enough
I'm not that big I hope for the best But nothing changes, I'm sorry
I'll find out what broke me soon enough
I'll find out what broke me soon enough
