Something like the cold that bit in
Like it's 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 I'm burying
Won't ask why I'm meant to carry this
Looking at the wood splintering
I am just a body thinning
Choke it back, see it spinning
Right in the eye you spit in
Sometimes, I wonder what I'm burying
It'll take me under
I am just a body