My hands are rubbed down raw
My spirit lead astray
Losing faith
This ceiling lets in rain
Exposing cracks in paint
Losing faith
Wonder if she even knows
It's nothing personal
Tell me not to lose control
Before the summer
I see your waters still
Its dangerous to drink
Reshape
Been looking at this the wrong way
Can't even hear myself think
Reshape
Wonder if she even knows
It's nothing personal
Tell me not to lose control
Before the summer