I was starting to shake from the days I've been up
There's a lot on my plate
And the ones I loved stopped answering
They left me to find myself in my own hate
I work all alone with a cynical taste

And the day I get out is the day I'll be made
I was cut out of stone and carved with a blade
Head down with all of my hardships
There's nothing too strong that I can't face
Don't stop till you finally have it
It should be more like a habit

Come down, all the fighting's over
I let you breathe your own air
I will set my arms down in a corner
When I turn around

You will tell me how you're up now
From your dream of clovers said, 'Not a thing will compare
To the sense you give me and disorder
When you turn around and I can't breathe'

There wasn't a trace of the war letting up
And the days went on late, I struggled
And I fell to solid ground, it led me to my escape
Now here I am outside of your gate, I was hoping you could

Come down, all the fighting's over
I let you breathe your own air
I will set my arms down in a corner
When I turn around

You will tell me how you're up now
From your dream of clovers said, 'Not a thing will compare
To the sense you give me and disorder
When you turn around and I can't breathe'

Well, I came to say sorry, I shouldn't have left
But my bitterness got to me before you did
And now I'm laying in gardens where we start over again
I know that you got me and this is it

Come down, all the fighting's over
I let you breathe your own air
I will set my arms down in a corner
When I turn around

You will tell me how you're up now
From your dream of clovers said, 'Not a thing will compare
To the sense you give me and disorder
When you turn around and I can't breathe'