On sticks and sand, lost my money, lost my hands

Blood on my brain, too much salt in my veins



And I thought pain was clean

And I thought hearts were strong

But bones aren't sticks anymore

And a day is far too long



So many days never needing any grace

Live for kicks and danger, there'd be beauty anyway





And I thought pain was clean

And I thought hearts were strong

But bones aren't sticks anymore

And a day is far too long x3