It's not that I'm lost
I know exactly where I am
I'm in the middle of a mess that I don't understand
why does it feel like the world's
stealing every single thing that I have?
I only got the air in my chest and even that won't last

what do I do here?
what? ll I do if I lose you?
what do I do here?
what? ll I do?

I feel helpless

I go home and I'm naked as the day I was born
it? s like a ghost town, empty save the windows and doors
why does it feel like the world's stealing
every single thing that I have?
if even home don't feel like home then I know it's the end

so what do I do here?
what'll I do if I lose you?
what do I do here?
what? ll I do?

I feel helpless

everything I know is finally gone
the things I had, the ones I love
again
again

all the words that I had once believed
I'm not sure we'll ever meet again
again

waiting on your bloodlines
waiting on your bloodlines again
how could you make me wait?

draw a picture with your bloodlines
a picture with your bloodlines
a thousand words then escape