The Win
Stitches they can't hug
Touch the blood
Aching with FOREVER
Begging to make it work
Take it down
Tear it up
Smack our heads against the concrete
The hearts we beat
Beat against our arm skin
Hanging dreaded words
Over angry heads
And misadventure's fists
This is the prize
For the first time
You lost
Touch the blood
Aching with FOREVER
Begging to make it work
Take it down
Tear it up
Smack our heads against the concrete
The hearts we beat
Beat against our arm skin
Hanging dreaded words
Over angry heads
And misadventure's fists
This is the prize
For the first time
You lost