Damage

Damage is what you and I will find

I sense

You're running out of time

Fragments that you walk on

Craving for a little peace of mind

And I sense

You're running out of time

Fight the tears and walk on

Damage is what you and I will find

Faster then pain

I'll get you out of here

And you won't be back again

All they will find

Is a tiny hole

Black and beautiful

You were the artist but you're dead

And I have no clue

Did you worship moon or sun?

We tried to kill the pilot, too

But we failed

And now the pieces live on

I sense

You're running out of time

Fragments that you walk on

Craving for a little peace of mind

And I sense

You're running out of time

Fight the tears and walk on

Damage is what you and I will find

I sense

You're running out of time

Fragments that you stalk on

You're craving for a little peace of mind

And I sense

You're running out of time

Fight the tears, don't walk on

Damage is what you and I will find

The blast was a mouthful

Echo ringing in the head

(You were the artist but I

think that you are dead)

Faster than pain

I am a bullet

On my way into your brain.