I split my palm
To test the flame
But there was nothing in me
I need reaction
At every cost
And I hope they find me
Before it all gets lost

What will it take to make you come through?
All of the fingers pointing at you
It all makes sense it stays on track
Line and sinker and you're never coming back, no

I'm slipping into cracks I've made
And come up on the outside
Infected daily the poison runs
Like oil paintings spoiling in the Sun

What will it take to make you come through?
All of the fingers pointing at you
It all makes sense it stays on track
Line and sinker and you're never coming back, no

You left me raw
Raw
You left me raw
Raw
You left me raw
Raw
You left me raw
Raw

The teeth will grind
And the dogs will bark
But nobody is listening
You may believe me
But I could have lied
It's all conclusive
There's nothing left inside

What will it take to make you come through?
All of the fingers pointing at you, you
It all makes sense it stays on track
Line and sinker and you're never coming back, no

They're hatching now
They're hatching now
They're hatching now
They're hatching now