| Digital sand fall through my hand |
| Digital sand fall through my hand |
| Digital sand fall through my hand |
| Digital sand fall through my hand |
| I was never the product |
| Not what you call it |
| Stuck in the system |
| Always the victim of your kind |
| Divine |
| If you choose to lose go find yourself your own sign |
| Touch |
| Taste |
| Breathe in your innocence |
| But I’m done with it |
| Over it |
| Go find yourself your own exit before you’re gone |
| Digital sand fall through my hand |
| Digital sand fall through my hand |
| Digital sand fall through my hand |
| Digital sand fall through my hand |
| I was never the one to lie, to be untrue |
| Caught in the distance |
| Invisible hand prints on your face |
| Disgrace |
| If you choose to lose go find yourself your new sun |
| Touch |
| Taste |
| Breathe in your innocence |
| But I’m done with it |
| Over it |
| Go find yourself your own exit before you’re gone |
| Touch |
| Taste |
| Breathe in your innocence |
| But I’m done with it |
| Over it |
| Go find yourself your own exit before you’re gone |
| In the night when all sound is quiet |
| But I just can’t seem to make it right |
| Cause it’s easy to see what makes your insides |
| But just believe me when I say |
| I’m a human, I’m a substance abuser |
| A cold hearted man with an act to die sooner |
| But just believe me when I say |
| I’m a human, I’m a substance abuser |
| A cold hearted man with an act to die sooner |