5:30 (Morbid Dreams) – Caffeine Lullabies – letras

I found the punishment desperately soughtAnd I can’t be sure if that’s a dream or notI stare at my hands and they look like they’re yoursMy hand’s shaking knowing what I mustWith blunted blades from times covered by dustOur blunted phrases cutting between usThere’s real pain waiting for me insideI broke my back trying to spite my spineThe leather you’re wearing is made of mineThe clock is showing it’s thirty past fiveAnd I’m where the planets weren’t well alignedI came to mourn and scratch my phantom arm