We tried to break this
The words won't leave our mouths
We could, but don't reach out
You can't contain them
The colors you don't show
You've drowned but you don't know
It's hard to hear you
You're fading in and out
A haze of shape and sound
What would it take for
A chance to feel you burn?
Though you're here, you've not returned
And you cannot
Turn it off
Let the devils out
Let them run
You think it's all unwinding
Depends on what you saw
And which voice you use to talk
When they speak of endings
This must be what they mean
To be held and not be seen
And you cannot
Turn it off
Let the devils out
Let them run