This is the balance of
What we're doing, dear
Caught up in terror
Stuck behind these doors
I hear the screaming
Pouring from your lungs
Follow the image of
Holding these hands at gunpoint

But why are we the victim of
Disgracing gravestones
Disgrace in purpose of pain

We hold these hands in the river
Watercraft and fire, baby
We hold these hands in the river
Watercraft and fire

Break
Is what I imagined you do
And burn
Is what I imagined you feel

This is the balance of
What we're doing, dear
Caught up in terror
Stuck behind these doors
I hear the screaming
Pouring from your lungs
Follow the image of
Holding these hands at gunpoint

I won't let go!

We hold these hands
Torn into pieces
We hold the truth
Said it in your faces

We hold these hands in the river
Watercraft and fire, baby
We hold these hands in the river
Watercraft and fire