36 Crazyfists
With Nothing Underneath
You should've called out
Made amends, broken hearts breathe unison
I was trying to gather mine
All my tragedies are my enemies
All my enemies are mine
And we carry on, just to lighten the load
Never had I been such outsider
Eyes of the blamed
While I was trying to reclaim
All my tragedies are my enemies
All my enemies are mine
And we carry on
Just to lighten the load
And silently we sleep with nothing underneath
With weary hands and driven nails
I begin to rebuild myself
The bruises uncover the scene
The taste of the clean
And we carry on, outlasting
Just to lighten the load
Silently we sleep
With nothing underneath
With your voice I keep you
Never used like this gently