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36 Crazyfists Collisions Castaways

Well lately i've been anchored, Grinding nerves to dust by the hour, All my eyes see is dissaray, This crushing weight becomes me, It gathers on the surface

Untangle me from my detest Untangle my wreck Slowly but surely were dining in A table full of regret Alive inside Never thought I'd get back here Starting

No matter how many nights we kill to save. Fires to flames, chasing me through the poison rain. I lied awake and ran it over and over and over. To the

Take deeps breaths in and gather the night A hole that's hardly summed up by taking away Time unlocks the stall When there's nothing left to lose, nothing

: I cant lose anything I watched you run from the demons that drown you Wash the blood from your hands From the darkest of dasy to the deadliest sands

: Wreck less abandon, coming undone Survive the swallow, decade of ruin gone I found myself in trenches tonight Regret runs wild as darkness kills the

: I awoke to the sound of alarms Delicate and caving in Drenched in my own This faith is coming with me Days go by weary as we sleep April has become

: No matter how many nights we kill to save. Fires to flames, chasing me through the poison rain. I lied awake and ran it over and over and over. To

: Untangle me from my detest, untangle my wreck Slowly but surely we're dining in a table full of regret Alive inside Never thought I'd get back here