Take Me -

Take the dirt I’m standing on

Take the virgin snow

Take the earth fracked with accounts hacked

And show me where to go

I laid waste at a break-neck pace

I was waging war

I will grind myself like a corpse

It’s a habit

Just being dramatic

No reason to panic

Take my blood and ugly lungs

Take my guts out too

Take this flood of empty thoughts

And tell me what to do

I laid waste at a break-neck pace

I was waging war

I will grind myself like a corpse