crash

I put my best foot first and it got burnt
Communication always hurts
Ive got myself so deep inside a hole
I taste the air go thin as i get old, as i get old
I dont think so

I dont think so

Shes my hands, shes my hands

Picks me up when i crash down
Build me wings so i can glide

Shes my novocaine ride

Pick up the pieces of my world
Glue them together, i wish i could
I cant believe it as the picture fades
Just like a TV , but the sound remains

I dont think so

no i dont think so

Shes my hands, shes my hands

Picks me up when i crash down
Build me wings so i can glide

Shes my novocaine ride

Feel it as i shake
Shatter illusions fade
Taste my bitter tears
Cut my heart with shears

I dont think so

I dont think so

I dont think so

Shes my hands, shes my hands
Picks me up when i crash down

Build me wings so i can glide

Shes my novocaine ride

Shes my hands, shes my hands

Picks me up when i crash down