What's A Clock Without The Batteries? - Emarosa

I bleed for my dreams

In a place that I come from

No

No

This time it’s true, this sweat’s for you

Make it stop with just one move

(Make it stop with just one move)

Pity those with a soft hand

Making smaller cuts on softest of fabric

We all know what it’s like when we

Put it out in front of us or go home

And now watch him bleed, stomach turns

Let’s keep this time rolling where it counts

Baby, I know that I’ve tried

As desperate, it seems that I’m high

From watching you fail

My heart’s for you

My heart’s for you

Breathe in deep

His mind is slipping

Farther side of the room

His feet are planted

His gaze shifts to you

Can it be enough?

Will it be enough?

Now stop the pain at the deepest cut

He’s inside damaging our pride

We’ve driven this road too many times before

With no exit

We all know what it’s like when we lose hope

Put it out in front of us or go, go home

Put it out in front of us or go home

Or go home