Even when it's poison I'll fix you and have my fill With poison so heavily swilled And a hand full of hate Sinners lose lock the gate From your wrist now you lose You're too loud I touched the screen and turned around I'm a sign that I'm bound and now I lose Our triumph is sleeping now My form of devotion I'll drag you down in the crowd I go through the motions Even when it's poison I'm left with your precious tools Too explicit to miss Well let us fall Let my feet Victory, a mother's grief Nothing comes and nothing grows and now you lose I am late, I am lost Scraping pain off the cross Grab the wheel and make me steer and now I lose Our triumph is sleeping now My form of devotion I'll drag you down in the crowd I go through the motions Your system stops Set back the clocks I climbed above it, how about you? Dissect my words See how they hurt I climbed above it, how about you? I want to win Please let me in You see me curled up by the gate I'll stretch to meet uneven beats They test my tempo, how about you? I know it's real I want to feel All of the things I've been refused And celebrate my my first victory Destroy my history with you Our triumph is sleeping now My form of devotion I'll drag you down in the crowd I go through the motions