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What do you see in me?
What is the first thing you think, when I tell you with sober eyes, that I am awake, that I am alive?
But I am blind and ostracized.
Watch me ruin myself again and again.
Wash these X's off my hands.
(All my friends are dead)
And I will feel nothing, from the neck down
The pressure is crushing
I need relief from all the failure I have found.
I'm sorry love, but I can't hear you screaming.
The guilt is synchronized, and it sings to me.
I'm fine here all alone,
This is almost like a home.
Take this blood straight from my arms
and tell me just where I belong.

I know that things at home might never be the same, but I wrote this anyway (it's hard) just to (I can't) be free.

There must be a place for the god-fearless man
Who tore out the stitches that joined his two hands
Who buried his own bible in the ground on which he stands
There must be a place for me.

There must be a place for the broken-hearted man
Desperate. Jealous of the one that takes her hand.
He needs someone to tell him but there's no one here who can,
That there must be a place for me.

There must be a place for these X's on my hands
Torn between forgetting and remembering the plan
You say you respect me, but you just don't understand.
There must be a place for me.

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from I Kill Giants​/​Sinatra Split, released March 16, 2012

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