Heat Death

Calm and patient, reaching for a nice life
Said, "Dear, you've grown mess"
Since you think you're such a fucking tough guy
Why don't you take it from me then?
Something gentle, orbit like a graveyard
Heat death in the hand
Honestly, if you really think you're that hard
Come and take it from me
Yeah, let's see you take it from me
Let-

Cracked and perfect, drowned himself, first love
Somewhere gone, stolen skin
So come on, I dare you, Mr. Tough Guy
Take it from me
Yeah, let's see you take it from me, man

Yeah

Call me weak but all my great defeats
Come from guys who waste their wrists on
The back of empty seats and watch me eat

You tell me shit they don't mean

Call me weak but all my great defeats
Come from guys who waste their wrists on
The back of empty seats when we first meet

You tell me shit that don't mean

I got something I believe in
They come to take it from me