Something like the cold that bit in Like its got menthol in it Just another breath sharpening Knife I carry out of habit Bluer than the water Bluer than me It'll take me under Sanctuary Just another breath sharpening Knife I carry out of habit Someday I'll find my body Wandering through the memories That I love to relive over and over again Choke it back see it spinning Right in the eye you spit in Every time that I forget it There it is strapping me in Sometimes I wonder what im burying Won't ask why I'm meant to carry this Lookin at the wood splintering I am just a body thinning