Knuckles (Stripped Down)

White knuckles

To show

White sand is

Like snow

The feeling you get

When the wind blows

My knuckles are bolts

They beat and they stole

I wanted to feel all

The highs and lows

Wanted highs

Highs

And lows

But I can't feel

And I can't grow

It's like I'm drawing blood from a stone

If someone's here?

Am I alone?

I've waited till the end to call this home

My knuckles have bled

Beaten to the bone

I'm held down by your darkness

That won't let me go

Little was known

But nothing was shown

I wanted to know what

Happens when

Happens when

But I can't feel

And I can't grow

It's like I'm drawing blood from a stone

If someone's here?

Am I alone?

I've waited till the end to call this home

I wanna turn all the lights off

I wanna know when the pain starts

I wanna feel something real

So you better play a part

My

My

My knuckles are old

My knuckles are old

My knuckles are old

My knuckles are old

My knuckles are old

My knuckles are old

My knuckles are old

My knuckles are old