Come brush away these fists and I will tell you everything   I hope you know how long I'm lacking   So carve my name and take me to the strength under it all   Then bury me where I fall      Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines   Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines      Questioning if I should even be here   I won't make the same mistake   And taking to bed all these things that I hate   I will complain, I will complain      A bleeding light has made us all just want to wash away   And best believe I want it blinding   Under it all I black out holes and glorify disguise   Still draining me from all this strife      Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines   Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines      Questioning if I should even be here   I won't make that same mistake   And taking to bed all these things that I hate   I will complain, I will complain      Stare at the sun   Staring at the, at the sun   Staring at the, at the sun      Questioning if I should even be here   I won't make that same mistake   And taking to bed all these things that I hate   I will complain, I will complain      Bury me where I   Bury me where I   Bury me where I   Bury me where I fall